After she died, Mr. Bo knelt in front of the tombstone and cried like a dog.

Bao Hanshi put one arm around Qiao Yu's waist, and gathered her open coat with the other hand, saying, "It's too cold outside, go and wait for me in the car."

Every time she gets her period, the pain is excruciating, and taking ibuprofen to relieve the pain is not very effective. If she doesn't avoid colds, or if she catches a cold that month, her period will be even more inhumane torture.

Qiao Yu was obviously worried about the drunk Nan Chu.

Bo Hanshi glanced at Nan Chu on the ground and said, "I'll watch it for you."

"..."

While he was talking, the black Cullinan had already driven into view.

Lu Zhilu got out of the car.

Just when Qiao Yu was about to say something, Bao Hanshi had already taken her in his arms and said to Lu Zhilu, "You take care of your wife. Let's leave first."

He didn't really want to stay here and watch Nan Chu act drunkenly.

Lu Zhilu nodded.

Qiao Yu was wrapped in Bao Hanshi and took two steps toward the car. She paused again, turned around and said, "Lawyer Lu, Chuchu and I were shopping at Guojin today and met your ex-girlfriend. She seems to be interested in you." I’ll never forget it, if you are still thinking about Ye Xuechu, don’t hold Chuchu back anymore and get divorced as soon as possible, it will be good for everyone.”

Qiao Yu said this not because she meant to irritate him, but as a kind reminder. However, no matter how much advice she gave, she would not talk too much.

She just didn't want to see Nan Chu continue to be consumed by this marriage.

If Lu Zhilu and Nan Chu are in love, even if they consume each other, at least they are consensual.

But now, what does it matter?

Lu Zhilu had a sullen face and did not respond.

Bo Hanshi and Qiao Yu left.

He stood there, looking coldly at Nan Chu who was sitting on the ground, and said two words without emotion: "Get up."

Nan Chu was so drunk that he couldn't tell who was in front of him.

She hugged herself and sat there, turning a deaf ear to Lu Zhilu's words. She only murmured in confusion: "My bag is lost...I want to find the bag...Yuyu, come with me to find the bag!"

Lu Zhilu frowned slightly: "You are so drunk, are you looking for Bao, or is Bao looking for you?"

"...I don't care! I'm looking for my bag! That bag is super expensive...what should I do if it's lost?"

At night in the imperial capital, the wind was biting.

This bar street is bustling with entertainment and entertainment, and there are many people of all kinds coming and going.

Nanchu and Lu Zhilu look ostentatious.

Especially Lu Zhilu, whose face looked wild and handsome, both righteous and evil, and his whole body had an unfettered and unrestrained temperament, completely indulgent without any restraint.

It was an innate pride, and it was so sharp that passers-by couldn't help but take a second look.

Lu Zhilu has been used to attracting attention since he was a child. He was constantly being noticed and saluted on the roadside, but he didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

It's just... it's not a problem for her to stay there all the time.

He finally squatted down in a condescending manner, looked at her level, and said in a nonchalant tone: "If you lose it, just throw it away. Buy another one later."

Seeing that she didn't speak, I thought she was good.

Lu Zhilu reached out to her: "Go home first, okay?"

Now, he is really like a "cadaver picker". If Nan Chu doesn't leave, he will probably attract Uncle Hat, which will cause another trouble.

Nan Chu ignored him completely, "Just buy it if you want, it's hundreds of thousands!"

Lu Zhilu looked at her and said in a light voice: "I have money, I will buy it for you."

Nan Chu shook his head, "It's not mine if you buy it for me. I don't want it. I just want my bag."

Lu Zhilu sighed softly, "Why is it not yours if I buy it for you? And you only lost one bag. There are so many bags at home that are all yours."

Nan Chu retorted seriously: "No."

"Why not?"

"That belongs to a bitch. It has nothing to do with me. Now that I've lost it, I might have to pay for it. Do you understand? I'm going to find the bag..."

Lu Zhilu frowned, "Who are you talking about?"

"Hmm...what's your name? It seems like your surname is Lu. Go away and don't stop me from looking for my bag."

She put her hands on the ground and stood up unsteadily to find her bag.

Lu Zhilu looked at her coldly, "Where can I find it?"

Nan Chu lowered his head, looked east and west, and muttered: "It's strange... it was lost here... why is it gone? Did you steal it?"

She grabbed his clothes, glared at him, then lay on him and looked behind him, "Where is it hidden? Give it back to me!"

Lu Zhilu grabbed her wrist and said, "I will take you to buy one now and I will compensate you."

Nan Chu's eyes were filled with confusion, and he was dubious: "Really? Don't lie to me, or I'll call the police!"

She was so drunk that she leaned against him limply.

Lu Zhilu lowered his eyes to look at her, and finally laughed in anger. He took her waist with his big hands, helped her stand firm, and discussed with her: "I'm not going to lie to you, but after buying a bag, you have to go home obediently."

Nan Chu leaned in his arms and nodded dullly.

The Guojin Mall is across the road and is not closed yet.

Nan Chu commanded him: "Go and buy it now, don't try to fool me!"

Lu Zhilu carried the drunk woman on his back, helpless and funny: "Okay, it's really troublesome."

Nan Chu hugged his neck, lay on his shoulders and said, "I want to buy that one."

Lu Zhilu tilted his head slightly and asked her, "Which one?"

"Little Kelly with yellow buds! She's so beautiful! But I don't have a credit card! Hehe, you pay me one! The one you pay to me is mine, right?"

Lu Zhilu responded: "Yes, it's yours."

Nan Chu opened his eyes and looked at his side face in confusion, and said in a daze: "But it's gone, it was bought by Ye Xuechu... Forget it, let's change it... You can pay me for the other ones, but it's more expensive. A little bit!"

Lu Zhilu lifted her on his back.

When he heard Ye Xuechu's name, he paused slightly, "Did Ye Xuechu grab a bag from you?"

Nan Chu still shook his head, his voice unclear: "There is only one bag left... My card has been returned to the dog man a long time ago... I don't have the money to buy it... Of course I give it to her!"

Lu Zhilu sneered lightly.

These luxury stores love to play this type of hunger marketing. They always say they have no inventory, but in fact the inventory is as much as garbage.

He asked the person on his back: "Want it?"

Nan Chu snorted a few times, "No more, you can't buy it!"

Half an hour later, Nan Chu was thrown into the passenger seat by Lu Zhilu, holding the little crocodile-skin Kelly with yellow buds in his arms.

Lu Zhilu walked around the front of the car and got into the car, glanced at her, and finally leaned over to help her fasten her seat belt.

Nan Chu came up and was curious: "How come it's not available when I buy it, but it's available when you buy it? Can you do magic tricks?"

Seeing that she was drunk, she couldn't hold the rare bag.

Lu Zhilu raised his lips: "Do you like bags so much?"

Nanchu wrinkled his nose, closed his eyes and muttered: "I like it, I don't like bags, do I like doggy men?"

These bags remind her all the time how bad dog men can be.

"..."

Lu Zhilu's eyebrows were filled with a sinister smile, and he was not angry, "What's wrong with the dog man? Didn't all the bags you like bought for you by the dog man?"

Nanchu seemed to think of something, and the little Kelly in her hand suddenly lost its fragrance. She let go and the bag fell into the car, "What the dog man bought does not belong to me. This is not my bag. I want my bag."

"..."

Lu Zhilu was about to start the car and didn't want to care about her.

But the person in the passenger seat huddled up in a ball, remembering something sad and began to sob softly.

He was quite annoyed by coaxing people. Ever since he was a child, people around him had nodded and bowed to him, so why did he need to coax others?

Others are licking him and begging him.

But Nanchu cried louder and louder, and her eyes became redder and redder.

Lu Zhilu frowned impatiently, "Why are you crying again? Didn't you buy the bag?"

Nan Chu kicked off her high heels, curled up her long legs on the seat, buried her face in her knees, and her voice was choked and trembling:

"These bags never belonged to me... They were never mine from the beginning... I'd better not like them..."

Once you have it, you won't want to let it go.

Her sad tears rolled down.

There was a trace of manic depression in Lu Zhilu's chest that could not be ignored, and it gradually expanded.

He finally took off his seat belt, leaned over, picked up the bag that had fallen under the car seat, and stuffed it into her arms.

The man looked at her intently and said comfortingly: "The bag is yours, as I said."

Nan Chu cried, feeling extremely aggrieved, "But Ye Xuechu also owns this bag..."

Lu Zhilu laughed angrily: "...She bought it with her own credit card, how can I ask her to throw it away?"

Nan Chu gave the bag back to him in disgust, "Then I don't want it. It's very dirty."

"...?"

The man was startled for a moment, stared at her inquiringly, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Are you talking about bags, or people?"

"……Bag."

Lu Zhilu suddenly leaned over, clasped the back of her head with his big hands, and breathed close to her.

His words were clear and calm: "I can't control how many bags Ye Xuechu has, and neither can you. But I can guarantee that the dog man is yours now. Is this enough?"

"..."

……

It was almost twelve o'clock when Bo Hanshi returned to Yujingyuan with Qiao Yu in his arms.

When he kissed her, he tasted the faint smell of alcohol in her mouth, "You drank too?"

Qiao Yu is allergic to alcohol and naturally has a very poor alcohol tolerance.

She felt a little dizzy, leaned into his arms, and answered honestly: "A little bit."

Bao Hanshi took off her coat and boots and carried her upstairs.

Qiao Yu took his hand and put it on his temple.

Bo Hanshi understood and pressed it for her with his long finger, "You are allergic to alcohol and you still drink? Nan Chu has brought you down."

Qiao Yu shook his head in a funny way, "I'm just greedy for wine."

The more I can't eat anything, the more I crave for it, which is also strange.

Bao Hanshi was about to turn on the light and see if she had any allergic rash on her body. Qiao Yu held his wrist, tiptoed and kissed it gently: "It's a little itchy."

He untied her clothes, thinking she was complaining about skin allergies and itching, so he clasped her wrists with his big hands to stop her from moving, "Let me take a look."

Her cheeks were a little hot because of the alcohol. The moment she pressed her face against the cool side of his face, the temperature difference aroused Bo Hanshi, causing him to react in a way he shouldn't have.

Bo Hanshi put one hand around her waist to support her, and took off her skirt with the other hand. His original cold voice was a little hoarse: "Yu Yu?"

"Ok?"

Her hot breath, with a light scent of wine, stuck to the crook of his neck, fragrant and soft.

Bao Hanshi leaned over, held her in his arms and kissed her.

They kissed each other passionately, and the temperature in the air seemed to be a little higher.

Qiao Yu hugged his neck and boldly whispered in his ear: "When it's cold, I itch."