After about fifteen minutes, Lin Simu drove to the door of the Galaxy Club.

Her eyes looked at Yi Cheng on the ground, and the bar street with bright lights and wine, and her face was not very beautiful.

"Get him in the car first."

She told Xiao Hei.

Xiao Hei chuckled, carried Yi Cheng onto his shoulders, and then helped him into the back seat.

Along the way, Lin Simu focused on driving, and from time to time looked at Yi Cheng in the back seat through the rearview mirror, without saying a word throughout the whole process.

About 15 minutes passed.

Lin Simu returned to the rental apartment.

She stopped the car and directed Xiao Hei to transport Yi Cheng to the elevator with her.

Until Xiao Hei carried Yicheng to the door of Lin Simu's apartment.

"Give it to me."

Lin Simu said expressionlessly, and took Yi Cheng from Xiao Hei's hands.

I have to say that Yi Cheng is indeed very heavy. If he hadn't been a little conscious, Lin Simu would not be able to withstand him at all.

She put Yi Cheng's arm on her shoulders, carried his body with her shoulders, frowned and helped him into the apartment.

"Bang."

Lin Simu just stepped into the entrance hall and closed the door with his backhand.

The rest of the door was touched by Xiao Hei, who was shy.

"I'll just take it, what does that mean?" Xiao Hei was confused.

"Thank you, you can go back first." Lin Simu's voice came from inside.

She was a little dissatisfied with Xiao Hei taking Yicheng to the bar today.

"Am I a tool?"

Xiao Hei looked depressed.

No wonder you are husband and wife, even instructing others is a virtue.

He was not angry either, and sending Yi Chengping An to Lin Simu was considered to have completed the task.

Xiao Hei walked into the elevator by himself, thinking about how to tell Manager Meng about his job transfer tomorrow.

...

Lin Simu didn't care about Xiao Hei.

She helped Yi Cheng walk towards the bedroom.

The apartment Lin Simu lives in is not very luxurious, it is about 80 square meters, with two bedrooms and one living room.

Because it is a city center.

The rent in a month costs nearly 10,000 yuan.

She is usually the only one living here.

The outer wall of the living room is equipped with a mirror, which is used for her to do yoga and dance.

The bedroom is relatively smaller.

It has a large bedroom with only about 20 square meters and a large bed is placed.

A thin layer of sky blue gooseberry quilt is neatly laid on it.

Yi Cheng is 188 and weighs 80 kilograms. Lin Simu is carrying him like a cow, and he is dead.

It was difficult to get Yi Cheng to the bed with all his might.

Lin Simu glanced at him, a little unhappy.

She walked to the bedside and pulled the small light at the head of the bed.

The dim light radiates a hazy light.

Yi Cheng's body was lying flat, with a smile on his lips.

"I'm so embarrassed to laugh, I'm drinking with Xiao Hei until so late."

It was already past 1 a.m.

Yi Cheng covered his painful head and closed his eyes, and seemed to have not figured out where he was.

Lin Simu sighed lightly, walked over and dragged his shoes and socks, then went to the closet to carry a quilt to cover it.

In order to prevent Yi Cheng from suffocating due to vomiting when she fell asleep, she also specially helped Yi Cheng turn over and let him lie on his side.

When helping Yi Cheng turn over.

Yi Cheng suddenly stretched out his hand.

A hint of surprise flashed in Lin Simu's eyes, and she let out a soft cry—

Yi Cheng held it in his arms with his hands.

"What are you doing?"

She frowned and slapped Yi Cheng's arm.

I struggled for a few times, but couldn't break free.

"I miss you."

Yi Cheng took the opportunity to turn off the desk lamp.

Hold your hands tightly.

The moonlight outside floated in and fell on the two people.

Yi Cheng's side face became hazy in the darkness.

Lin Simu's eyes were slightly lost.

"Yi Cheng..."

She opened her mouth, with a little rosy on her fair face and her lips were full and bright red.

Yi Cheng lowered his head and stared into Lin Simu's eyes.

Lin Simu's peach blossom eyes were shining and her face was rosy, like a shy flower blown by the wind.

Anyone who sees her will be shaken.

The Sixth Patriarch Huineng said that it was neither windy nor windy.

It's not sailing either.

I was moved.

"Simu."

Yi Cheng opened his lips and felt a fire burning in his throat.

Not because of wine.

Not because the room is warm.

It's because of heart burning.

Yi Cheng said, "The full moon is coming up again, who can appreciate the lonely light together... You are the moonlight in my heart that I will always want to keep but cannot keep."

Lin Simu's face turned slightly red.

Tears in his eyes.

It was unknown how many years later that she heard Yi Cheng say this.

"Who doesn't want to grow old? The moon and the lamp are still the same?" she responded.

It's over.

It seems that the literary youth has committed a crime.

I don’t know why, every time Yi Cheng is intimately intimate and says something like this, she is always moved.

Lin Simu smiled with tears in her eyes, then closed her tears.

Yi Cheng lowered his head...

"uh-huh……"

Lin Simu frowned and pressed his hand against his face.

His eyes suddenly became cold.

"How come you have a woman's fragrance?"

Yi Cheng was slightly stunned and smiled awkwardly.
To be continued...