Outright Favoritism Chapter 650: : The sensible Zong Yue

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After the meal, the moon falls and the willow shoots, and the night breeze is cool.

The second brother Li Yan dragged Li Qiao to the balcony upstairs. I haven't seen him for a long time. The art giant looked a little haggard.

"You just received the certificate, and you are not afraid that you will regret it in the future?"

Li Yan's sense of Shang Yu still stayed in the identity of the Nanyang overlord, who was extolled by everyone, and suddenly became his brother-in-law, he was very frightened.

Li Qiao put her arms around her chest and looked at him by the corridor lamp in front of the door, "Why don't you ask me in front of him?"

Li Yan's breath condensed, and he smiled and curled his lips, "I haven't lived enough yet."

"Then don't talk too much." Li Qiao whispered a few words, raising his foot and preparing to go back to the bedroom.

Li Yan yelled twice and hesitantly asked with her arms folded: "That... Don't know her ~ IndoMTL.com~ Welfare] Pay attention to the public.. No. [Book Friends Base Camp], every day Read books and draw cash/point coins!

Li Qiao did not answer immediately, but raised her eyebrows with interest, "Are you still worried?"

"What is this, she is also because of me..."

Before speaking, Li Qiao heard a steady sound of footsteps coming from the stairs. She bends her lips and withdraws her wrist. "Don't ask about her whereabouts anymore, maybe she will soon Come back."

Li Yan will be suspicious, "Really?"

"Believe it or not."

Li Qiao didn't bother to spend a lot of words with him, and walked over to the man who was climbing up the stairs.

Li Yan looked at them eagerly and brought them back to the master bedroom, feeling depressed.

Xiao Mojue has been sent away for a long time. He went around asking her whereabouts, but found nothing.

How could a great living person of good deeds disappear so cleanly? !

Recently, without him twittering around, life has become more and more dull and boring.

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Downstairs, the living room.

Zong Yue handed Li Jun a cup of hangover tea, looked at his slightly drunken cheeks, and whispered: "You can sober up with a drink first, and I will drive in a while."

Li Jun leaned on the sofa, took a sip from the cup, leaned over on the coffee table, and pinched his eyebrows uncomfortably.

After a while, Duan Shuyuan came from the restaurant with the fruit after the meal, and saw Zong Yue standing behind Li Jun giving him a massage, and smiled knowingly, "Xiao Yue, leave him alone, let him knead it by himself, come and eat it. Order fruits for digestion."

Zong Yue wanted to decline, but Li Jun pulled her hand from the corner of her forehead, "Go, I'm fine."

Seeing this, Zong Yue couldn’t get rid of it. She walked around the sofa and walked to Duan Shuyuan to sit down. She just picked up a grape and heard her suggestion, “It’s already past nine o’clock, or don’t bother you two. Yes, I will sleep at home tonight and come back tomorrow."

Li Jun rubbed his forehead and said nothing, Zong Yue glanced at him, then agreed, "Okay."

Duan Shuyuan nodded comfortably, and stood up and said: "I have asked someone to clean up the room. The boss drank a lot tonight. You guys should rest early."

"I see, mom."

Zong Yuemei sent Duan Shuyuan upstairs, then put down the fruit fork in his hand and went back to Li Jun again, "Do you want to go upstairs?"

"Well, let's go." Li Jun stood up on the sofa, probably because he drank too much. His figure was slightly shaken, Zong Yue quickly took his arms, exhorting, "Be careful."

Li Jun sighed in a deep sigh, tilted his head to look at Zong Yue's clear eyes.

She is always like this, like a spring rain moisturizing things, gentle and delicate.

No matter when and where, he always gives the purest care wherever he can reach.

Li Jun’s slightly drowsy eyes fixed on Zong Yue’s face for an instant, and watched her help her, her old-fashioned outline softened a bit, “Is there a bad appetite tonight? You didn’t eat much. Stuff."

Zong Yue helped him to pace up the stairs, and when he heard the sound, he looked up at him and smiled, "No, just a little gastroenteritis, nothing serious."

"Gastroenteritis?" Li Jun stood still abruptly, frowning his thick eyebrows, "Why didn't you tell me?"

Zong Yue grabbed his sleeve and tugged, "You have been on a business trip a few days ago, and it's really fine. I went to the hospital to prescribe the medicine, so don't worry."

She had a calm face and a relaxed tone, as if she had no intention of sharing these things with Li Jun.

In Zong Yue's heart, he didn't think he would listen to her complaining about these trivial matters.

He was very busy, so she slowly became very well-behaved. Although life was plain, there was nothing wrong with it.

Not everyone's married life has ups and downs.

Even if I have had vigorous fantasies, it is not the essence of life after all.

At this moment, Li Jun realized that he could no longer see any expectations in Zong Yue's calm eyes.

She still seems to love him, but that's all.

Li Jun suddenly felt unspeakable melancholy, because he read the word'sensible' from her behavior.

A woman is getting more and more sensible in front of her, which can only mean that he is a failure.

Li Jun even began to reflect on whether what he did was really incompetent.

Probably it was too long in contemplation, Zong Yue took his arms and pulled forward in a puzzled way, "What's the matter?"

Li Jun pressed the corners of his mouth tightly, and the lip line gradually straightened.

He moved forward again following Zong Yue, but his mood was heavy.

Back to the bedroom upstairs, Li Jun lay on his back on the bed, with his right arm resting on his forehead, and his eyes closed, looking very uncomfortable.

Zong Yue thought he was drunk and unwell, and while unbuttoning his neckline, he said: "After drinking so much alcohol, don't take a bath tonight. I'll take a wet towel and wipe it for you."

After that, she wanted to get up, but Li Jun's hot palm grabbed her wrist.

Zong Yue tilted her body, supporting the edge of the bed, raising her eyebrows in surprise, "What's the matter? Want to vomit?"

This is not the first time she has taken care of Li Jun who is drunk.

He has too much entertainment, and there are always a few days a month when he returns with a full body of alcohol.

This kind of thing has been done a lot, and she can almost understand his intentions from his subtle expressions.

Li Jun slowly opened his eyelids and looked at Zong Yue in the soft light, "How many days have you got gastroenteritis?"

Zong Yue was startled and couldn't help but laugh, "I said nothing, why are you still thinking about it."

Li Jun pulled her wrist a little harder, forcing Zong Yue to lie on his chest, the distance shortened, and the fragrance of her body came out.

He encircled her back and patted twice, "I am your husband, and it is not normal to think about you."

Zong Yue was stiff in his arms, and was surprised to hear such words from his mouth.

She put her hands on his shoulders, her eyes softened, but she couldn't help but hide a little emotion when she said something, "You never call me usually, and you still think about me?"

Li Jun half-squinted his eyes to look at her, the two eyes collided, one misty and narrow.

Zong Yue didn't expect him to change. After all, he was a workaholic who was incomprehensible, and he was relieved when he got used to it.

At this moment, Li Jun circled her back and mentioned, "If I call you, will it affect your work?"

"No, our company is not a secretariat, so it's not so strict."