Married to the Male Lead's Brother
Chapter 117
At the entrance of Family Ning, the guard watched as the young mistress quickly walked out. Not long after, she returned.
Beside the young mistress was a tall man in a bright red suit. His hands were tied, and the young mistress pulled the other end of the rope as she led him in.
At this moment, Family Ning was very quiet. Master Ning had already gone to bed, and the housekeeper had also gone to rest.
Lu Jue allowed Ningzhi to pull his hand. He walked beside her, and the corners of his mouth curled up crazily.
When they were about to enter the house, Ningzhi turned around. She put a finger in front of her mouth and lowered her voice as she whispered to Lu Jue, "We can't alarm grandfather."
In the dark night, she saw little suns pop up above Lu Jue's head. Ningzhi's eyes curved into crescents as she smiled. Was he happy that she had brought him home?
Looking at the girl's flushed face and watery eyes, Lu Jue felt that she was extremely adorable. He nodded his head cooperatively.
Ningzhi poked her head into the house to see that there was no one around. Only then did she secretly bring Lu Jue upstairs.
The two of them looked like primary school students who were about to skip class, afraid of bumping into their parents.
In the past, Lu Jue had stayed in Ningzhi's room for a period of time, but for the current Lu Jue, it was his first time here.
Ningzhi had previously asked someone to redecorate the entire pink room. Now, it was simple and elegant. On the small coffee table and on the windowsill, little daisies decorated the room. There was more of a young girl's mind, and there was also a faint fragrance of a young girl in the air.
Lu Jue was dressed in bright red. Standing in the simple and elegant white room, he looked very out of place.
He felt like a bad guy who had barged into a young girl's boudoir with bad intentions.
He also felt like a greedy evil dragon who coveted a little princess who lived in a castle.
His heart thumped and gradually sped up.
This was Zhizhi's room.
It was so beautiful.
It was completely different from his cold, gray room.
Ningzhi was a little anxious. Looking at the little suns that Lu Jue kept popping up, she wanted to get more.
She tugged on the other end of the necktie around Lu Jue's wrist and pulled him to the bedside. "Lie down."
"Zhizhi?" Lu Jue was a little uncertain.
Ningzhi urged, "Hurry up and lie down, Lu Jue. You've become so slow." If it had been him in the past, he would have quickly climbed onto the bed and lay upright, begging her to come over.
Lu Jue coughed awkwardly. "Zhizhi, I'll watch you sleep. I'll be leaving soon."
If she was drunk, he wouldn't take it seriously.
The drunk Ningzhi had no patience at all. She reached out and pushed Lu Jue down. She was a little smug. The current Lu Jue had zero experience, but she was different. She was no longer someone who could be led by him.
She had swapped roles with him now. She could lead him and bully him.
Thinking of this, Ningzhi was so excited that her little face turned even redder. She felt the excitement of a veteran leading a newcomer.
Lu Jue was pushed onto the bed. His back seemed to sink into the soft blanket. The girl's bed was very soft, and the blanket carried her fragrance.
Lu Jue's heart felt like it had been scratched. He couldn't help but swallow. His voice was a little hoarse. "Zhizhi?"
Ningzhi leaned over. She lifted Lu Jue's tied hands and placed them on top of his head, pressing them down.
Her beautiful red lips curved, and her watery eyes were full of smiles. She coaxed him, "Don't be nervous."
Lu Jue was speechless.
Ningzhi's little hands nimbly undid Lu Jue's red suit. Because her hands were tied, she couldn't take it off. She could only pull his jacket to the sides.
Lu Jue was wearing a white shirt inside. His eyes were clear and handsome. Wearing such a white shirt, his handsome face had a kind of otherworldly coldness and cleanliness.
Feeling the girl's soft little hands messing around on his chest, Lu Jue's dark eyes darkened, and his breathing became erratic. "Zhizhi, no."