The heroine's brother is salted fish online

The sleeping Lu Xiaolei was still full of energy. He didn't know if he was strangled by the seat belt to his stomach, and he frowned and moved around.

As soon as he fastened his seat belt and was about to close the door, the man's head hung down and leaned against Chu Xiao. His originally well-behaved sitting posture instantly became messy and unrefined.

This man really doesn't stop sleeping.

Chu Xiao had no choice but to try to tear the person off from him, but who knows that this person is still very tight, and it is really not easy to get him off for a while.

He didn't dare to use all his strength, for fear of waking Lu Xiaolei up again, and it would take a lot of work to put him to sleep.

"Young Master Lu, uh, Leilei, let go first, you'll be home in a while." Chu Xiao frowned.

The other party hummed to express understanding, and then there was no more text.

"None of us can go home like you." Chu Xiao tried to reason.

The shallow breath brushed between his necks, and the man seemed to have fallen asleep.

Chu Xiao had no choice but to try again, but it was a pity that Young Master Lu really seemed to regard him as a giant pillow, hugging him tightly, not giving up an inch.

Falling asleep, Lu Xiaolei's neck had no support, and he leaned back softly. Chu Xiao was afraid that he would slip into his neck, so he quickly reached out to help him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he touched the skin on the back of the opponent's neck, Lu Xiao felt as if he had been electrocuted in his sleep, his whole body twitched, he let go of Chu Xiao instantly, and shrunk himself into a ball.

--What type of situation is this?

Chu Xiao was so curious that he couldn't help touching Lu Xiaolei's nape tentatively again.

This time, Lu Xiaolei's reaction was even bigger. He groaned unconsciously in a drowsy sleep, and his whole body instantly softened into a puddle of mud, like a cat being touched on its belly, and made an extremely comfortable sound.

What should I say about this voice, it's soft and grandma's, with a touch of imperceptible sex appeal, mixed with Lu Xiaolei's original clear boyish voice, it's hopelessly alluring.

Who can stand this.

Chu Xiao looked at his hand, a little incredulous for a moment.

He seemed to have discovered something extraordinary.

When he realized that he still wanted to continue to attack the nape of the neck, Chu Xiao quickly reined in the precipice and slammed the door up.

But the rhythm of breathing was obviously out of order.

At night in the old city, there were not many people on the roads, half-destroyed bricks and tiles were scattered around them, and there was no sound of people around.

Chu Xiao leaned against the car, and silently took out a pack of cigarettes from himself.

He doesn't smoke on weekdays, and the cigarettes on his body are completely prepared for the defender, but he didn't expect to have to wipe them out by himself in the end.

He took out a cigarette and drank it lazily, lit it with the cigarette lighter on Lu Xiaolei's car, but didn't take a puff. When it burned slowly by itself, he stared at the faintly rising smoke ring in a daze.

When he was alone, he was not as warm and humble as he usually showed, but had an indifferent expression, and his handsome face showed obvious indifference and alienation.

He didn't know what he was thinking, until the cigarette was half burned, he looked back at Lu Xiaolei expressionlessly.

A little bit of crimson light in the darkness reflected Lu Xiaolei's delicate profile, a row of crow-colored eyelashes cast shadows on his face, he slept like a child.

He didn't seem to like the smell of cigarettes very much, he frowned unconsciously in his sleep, and arched towards Chu Xiao as if he was in a daze.

The seat design of the Wrangler is indeed a little less comfortable. He turned over and over again and couldn't find a comfortable angle, and he looked very aggrieved in his dream.

Chu Xiao looked at him with interest in the cab for a while, then lightly extinguished the cigarette butt and threw it away.

Finally, start the car and leave the wilderness.

When they arrived at the Lu family, Lao Yang, the housekeeper of the Lu family, and Lao Wei, the driver and housekeeper of the Chu family, were already waiting there.

"Master, we're here to pick you up." Old Wei took a step forward respectfully, wanting to pick up Lu Xiaolei who was lying on Chu Xiao's back and moaning: "I'll come, Master."

Chu Xiao didn't respond, nor handed Lu Xiaolei to him, but instead said, "You seem to have arrived a little earlier than expected."

Old Wei bowed his head: "I'm very sorry, something happened to the Song family, the old man hopes to see you as soon as possible."

"The Song family? What trouble did Zifeng get into again?" Chu Xiao raised his eyelids, already having a premonition in his heart.

"Master Zifeng didn't come home last night." Old Wei said.

Chu Xiao frowned. If Song Zifeng didn't go home, it would be as common as the sun rising in the sky. It must be Song Zifeng's mother. His aunt made a fuss and went to the old man crying and crying.

Song Zifeng's mother is the youngest daughter, and Mr. Fang still has some preferences, which is nothing more than ordinary human nature.

He sighed: "Most likely he went to play with his group of cronies again, leave him alone, he will be back in two days."

Old Wei replied respectfully: "Old Master Fang still hopes you can go and have a look."

Chu Xiao sighed, and just about to speak, he heard Lu Xiaolei on his back struggling as if he had been woken up, and muttered impatiently: "Don't make any noise..."

After speaking, the person began to move restlessly on Chu Xiao's back, almost falling off.

Chu Xiao gave Old Wei a look, and Old Wei shut up instantly and stepped aside.

Only then did he lift Lu Xiaolei on his back, and walked up to Lao Yang: "Your young master is drunk, hurry up and find someone to carry it in."

Lao Yang nodded again and again, while beckoning the servants at home to come forward to help, he thanked Chu Xiao: "Thank you for sending the young master back."

Chu Xiao shook his head, looked back at Lu Xiaolei's ignorant face, and chuckled lightly: "It's a little effort, don't worry about it."

After speaking, he handed Lu Xiaolei to the servant who came forward.

The night is as cold as water, and Lu Xiaolei is especially afraid of the cold when he is drunk. He didn't feel it in Chu Xiao before, but now when he leaves, he immediately fights a cold war.

Seeing this, Chu Xiao put his coat on Lu Xiaolei.

Lu Xiaolei, who was sleeping soundly, rubbed against the warm coat, as if he had found a source of heat, and stretched his eyebrows.

"Hurry up and send it in, be careful not to catch a cold." Chu Xiao watched the servants carry Lu Xiaolei into the door, and then turned around and said to Lao Yang, "I have to return to Zhao, I have to go."

"The master is here tonight, would you like to have a cup of tea?"

Chu smiled and said, "It's too late today, let's try another day."

After thinking about it, I asked again: "Is the second lady of your mansion back?"

The answer I got was: "Not yet, is Mr. Chu okay?"

Chu Xiao twitched his lips and replied politely: "No, I just care about it."

After finishing speaking, he was about to follow Old Wei into his own car. He just took two steps, as if he remembered something, he turned around and said, "From now on, you should stop letting your young master drink."

He paused, and continued: "Young Master Lu's drunken appearance is really not very good-looking."

The author has something to say: Why is it that no one believes the sweet text?