The 99th Divorce

Luo Zhan pulled his pants up and gave him a hard push. With a slight blush, he bristled, “F**k off, drunk people must behave!” After that, he quickly got up and pulled his pants to check it out himself. Deliberately finding the private place to look at it, he did not think there was anything wrong with it. and it had not been so painful. Looking back, he found Lu Yihan had been lying on the floor with the nosebleed continuing.

So… So miserable. Luo Zhan suddenly felt like he was so noble, almost an angel! A heart of gold, really!

“Oh, I must have owed you something in a previous lifetime!”

He went forward and lifted the guy up, make him lean on the door, and went to find tissues. Getting a pack of tissues for him to wipe his face, Luo then went to find a bag of Lu Yihan’s wet wipes, wiped his face clean, and put a tissue into his bleeding nostril. The nosebleed soon stopped. Luo Zhan helped him to remove the issue and patted his face silently. He whispered, “Get up, go back to bed and sleep!”

Lu Yihan was half drunk and half awake. Hearing this, he wanted to get up, but his body was not cooperating. Before he was able to sit up, he fell again. Luo Zhan hurriedly held him and dragged him toward his bedroom. However, Lu Yihan had been drenched by water, and his body was wet. Sighing heavily, Luo Zhan reached out and unbuttoned his suit and shirt. Then he touched his pants.

Good God, those were drenched as well. Luo Zhan untied his belt and unbuttoned the buttons on his pants. After taking off his pants, Luo suddenly felt relieved. “Humph! You must cook me a good meal tomorrow. Damn, that was exhausting!” Putting his hands up, Luo Zhan took him up and threw him on the bed when they were only two or three steps away from the bed.

Luo Zhan deliberately leaned over him and said coldly, “Nice, cook for me tomorrow! You hear me?!”

After that, he threw Lu’s hand away. But this time, Lu Yihan do not let him go, but pulled him forward. Luo Zhan immediately fell, with his body directly on top of him.

“Please… don’t go…” Lu Yihan was half-awake and muttered. Then he hugged Luo and rolled on the bed.

Luo Zhan widened his eyes. His cheeks were slightly hot for some reason. But the next second, he started to struggle madly and shouted, “Hey, hello, don’t mess around, young man. How many times have I said, I am not gay!”

After pushing Lu Yihan away, Luo Zhan got up and felt that his face so hot that it was scary. “What the hell! Dammit, crazy world!” Luo was so angry that he kicked Lu Yihan’s bottom with only a pair of shorts. “You drunk pervert! Dammit!”

After a total of four or five kicks, Luo Zhan took his foot back.

Lu Yihan was awakened by the kicking, turned and looked at Luo with his cheeks and eyes red. Looking at Luo Zhan, he was completely unaware of what had happened. Luo Zhan suddenly felt guilty under his gaze. He turned, stamped his foot and left, banging the door and making a loud noise.

Lu Yihan was shocked a bit, but soon he lost his strength and fell asleep again.