Chapter 332 332. Future Actor, Huo Yunting (5)

This action cannot be seen to be intentional at all.

Lu Chaoyang looked at the sky. This beast never forgot to eat tofu even when he was drunk!

She helped Huo Yunting, who was unconscious, to lean against the head of the bed, but he had his eyes closed, completely without energy, and looked very weak.

She held up the small bowl and brought it to his mouth, "Open your mouth."

No Zhang!

"Drink something first, otherwise you will feel uncomfortable when you wake up." She touched his forehead, which was slightly hot, probably due to the effect of alcohol.

The next moment, Huo Yunting leaned into her arms again, holding her waist with his hands, opening his mouth, but not reaching out to take the bowl.

"Okay, feed you." Lu Chaoyang scooped up a spoon, brought it to his mouth, and fed him in small mouthfuls.

"It tastes bad." Huo Yunting just took a sip and stopped.

It’s really hard to take care of...

Lu Chaoyang put down the bowl and helped him lie down again, "I'll get you yogurt."

Huo Yunting could never let her go like this again. He held her tight and said, "Lu Chaoyang, a kiss will make you feel better."

Lu Chaoyang's nightgown was lifted up, revealing her white legs, and she watched his face approach.

"Huo Yunting!" Lu Chaoyang shouted.

He continued to move forward indifferently. He couldn't retreat even if he wanted to, so he could only hold up his face and said, "You are so shameless when you are sober, and even more shameless when you are drunk!"

"What……"

"nothing!"

Lu Chaoyang held his forehead with a headache and helped him lie back on the bed. She didn't know where he got the strength, but her body fell uncontrollably.

Huo Yunting clung to her like a koala, his head buried in the back of her neck.

"Sleep with me."

"Okay, sleep, sleep, sleep." As long as he doesn't make trouble.

Lu Chaoyang tried his best to turn off the bedside lamp, and the room was dark.

The man's hot body pressed against hers, breathing shallowly, and his hot breath fell on the back of her neck.

She felt itchy all over her body, curled up, closed her eyes and forced herself to sleep, worried that he would suddenly feel like vomiting in the middle of the night.

"Huo Yunting."

"Um……"

Along with his confused response, he slightly retracted his arms.

"Do you still want to vomit?" she asked gently.

"No……"

It's okay, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"have no idea."

"..."

You're so annoying when you're drunk!

You must make it clear to him tomorrow and don’t come over again next time you’re drunk!

Seeing that she was unresponsive, Huo Yunting leaned behind her, smelled the faint fragrance of shower gel on her body, and slowly fell asleep.

All night, Lu Chaoyang was in a light sleep state, for fear that he would suddenly vomit.

The man around her was not honest, and his big hands occasionally moved around her body.

The next day, Huo Yunting woke up after a night of 'hangover' and naturally stretched out his hand to his side.

...There's no one there?

He immediately opened his eyes and saw Lu Chaoyang's room. He almost thought that everything last night was an illusion.

I turned my head and glanced at the bedside table. The bowl of hangover soup was gone.

After a while, there was a faint sound of footsteps outside, and Huo Yunting quickly fell on the bed again, pretending to sleep.

Lu Chaoyang pushed the door open and saw that he was still sleeping, and took another look at him.

He is the president, so he is not in a hurry.

But she has to go to work!

"Are you awake?" She lowered her head and approached.

"..." Huo Yunting didn't respond.

"I'll ask Huo Li to bring you clothes. You can get up later and eat the breakfast on the table before going to the company."

After saying that, Lu Chaoyang felt like he was playing the piano to a cow. He fell asleep and couldn't hear, so he could only leave carefully.