Sweet Time Only for You: The Entanglement between Mr. Lu and Miss Song Chapter 574: Men Acting Drunk Are So Childish

They are family.

Since they are part of the Lu Family, they must follow the Lu Family traditions. The new bride first offers incense to the elders.

Song Yinyin agreed, accompanied by Lu Jihan.

Ten minutes later, the two of them ca downstairs, and the dining room was already filled with a sumptuous al.

It was obvious that Lu Jihan was in a good mood, and he drank a few more glasses. He didn’t drive ho, and the chauffeur drove the family back to the mansion.

Song Yinyin supported Lu Jihan by the waist back into the room, already so exhausted that she sat on the bed, and both of them fell back simultaneously.

She turned back to look and saw Lu Jihan’s entire face was flushed, a sign he had drunk too much. Even his usually cool eyes were sowhat unfocused.

"Why do you drink so much for no reason?" she mumbled, chuckling and shaking her head, "It’s just getting a marriage certificate."

As she spoke, she wanted to get up to the bathroom to wring a towel to wipe his face.

However, just as she stood up and hadn’t taken a step, her wrist was firmly grasped by him.

He then gently pulled her, and Song Yinyin fell into his embrace.

She looked back in shock: "So you’re not actually drunk?"

His gaze was sowhat unfocused, yet full of desire. From being drunk, he had undone two shirt buttons, revealing his delicate collarbone, looking unbearably sexy...

This man...

Could he be pretending to be drunk?

Jerk! If I had known, I wouldn’t have helped him up here.

She cursed and wanted to struggle out of his embrace, but Lu Jihan pressed her down.

"Who said I’m not drunk? My head still hurts, help massage it." He said, reaching out to grab her small hand and pressing it against his head.

Song Yinyin stared incredulously at the man in front of her.

Is he... acting spoiled with her?

Song Yinyin couldn’t help but laugh.

"Get up!" she said.

"I won’t. If you don’t help , I won’t get up."

The man beca even more stubborn.

Not only that, but his large hands began to wander.

Song Yinyin was speechless and said, "Hey, are you still a child of three? Do you need to massage you?"

He grunted softly, said nothing, and did not move, just pressing against her.

Song Yinyin was extrely helpless, but couldn’t bear to push him away, so she had no choice but to comply.

She extended her small hand to press against his temples, carefully massaging, rhythmically, afraid of causing pain to him.

He kept his eyes closed, seemingly enjoying it.

Thinking he was falling asleep, Song Yinyin breathed a slight sigh of relief, gently pushed him away, intending to sit up.

Suddenly, he grasped her wrist again: "Where are you going, leaving like this?"

"..." She couldn’t take it, blushing, "Hey, you..."

He raised his wrist, squinting his blurry eyes, looking at his watch for a while before saying: "It’s not even ten yet, why the rush? I still want to take a bath..."

Song Yinyin couldn’t help but laugh.

Did he an for her to help him bathe?

"It’s ten minutes to twelve, who said it’s only ten!" She shook her head speechlessly, "How much did you drink today?"

He started counting on his fingers: "One, two, three, four... I don’t rember."

"..." Song Yinyin rubbed her temples, not expecting she’d ever serve an intoxicated, childish man.

She said grumpily, "Then stop pressing on , get up so I can!"

It seed like he heard this, slightly turning over, facing away.

Song Yinyin exerted all her energy to help him to the bathroom. As soon as she grabbed a dry towel and turned around, she found that the man was already stripped bare.