Chapter 1341 Zhuo Xi, Suddenly Felt a Little Sad.

"I... I may be too tired." Zhuo Qi turned around and said in a deep voice, with a trace of surprise and irritation on his masculine face.

Yao Rong walked up, hugged his waist from behind, put his face on his back, smelled the man's breath, and whispered: "Are you in trouble?"

Zhuo Qi turned around, picked her up, and let Yao Rong lean against him.

"Well." The man kissed her head and face.

Zhuo Qi was ready, but suddenly, the whole person seemed to be poured with cold water.

"Zhuo Qi, what's wrong with you?" Yao Rong was a little surprised for a moment.

Zhuo Qi stepped back, and the whole person was like being struck by lightning, and his body hit the pillar.

"I, I'm going out for a walk." Zhuo Qi wanted to leave, but was grabbed by Yao Rong.

"Why... Are you in a bad mood?" Yao Rong's fair face flushed, and she quickly retracted her hand.

She held Zhuo Qi tightly, trying to figure out what was going on, until she seemed to realize something.

"Bang" Zhuo Qi turned around and punched the wall. He took a deep breath and said to her, "I may be too tired. Let's try again."

"Zhuo Qi." Seeing this, Yao Rong wanted to stop him, but Zhuo Qi carried her back to the room.

"Bang" His tall body fell to the ground. He couldn't believe it and looked at himself like a joke.

"Zhuo Qi, it's okay." Yao Rong's neck was branded with kisses.

She walked forward and looked at Zhuo Qi.

The woman's small hand patted his shoulder and whispered, "It's okay! Believe me."

Zhuo Qi hugged her and held her tightly.

"Pah" He lit a cigarette and took a puff.

"Rest early." Zhuo Qi said in a deep voice, pulling the quilt for her, then got up and walked out, gently closing the door.

Watching him leave, Yao Rong lowered her head, reached out for her mobile phone, and searched: "Why not get up?"

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"…I can't get excited. It's usually a mental problem, or… something's wrong with my body." Yao Rong recited the words and raised her eyes.

She saw the door open and Zhuo Qi standing there, staring at her in a daze.

"Pah" Yao Rong was anxious and threw her phone aside. She hugged the pillow and said to him, "You're back? If you're not busy, go to bed early."

Yao Rong said, lifted the quilt beside her and motioned him to come up.

"I have something else to do." Zhuo Qi was embarrassed. Looking at the soft bed, he couldn't lift his feet. He turned around and walked out, closing the door gently.

Yao Rong sat by the bed, silent for a long time, reached out for a coat, put it on and walked out.

The courtyard was strangely quiet.

She stood in front of the door, looking at a corner, and walked over to hear a movement. Yao Rong walked forward lightly and saw Zhuo Qi sitting there, pouring beer into his mouth.

"Bang" He raised the beer bottle and poured it on his face, wiping his face with his big palm, trying to sober himself up.

"Zhuo Qi, that's enough." Yao Rong stepped forward, slapped the beer bottle away, and lifted Zhuo Qi up, but he stepped back to block her.

Yao Rong stretched out her hand to hold his shoulder, looking at his somewhat decadent appearance, and dragged Zhuo Qi back. Zhuo Qi was afraid of hurting her, so he didn't dare to struggle, and he was drunk and couldn't stand steadily.

"Bang" Zhuo Qi was thrown into the bathtub by her, and she held him down and washed off all the smell of alcohol on his body.

Zhuo Qi ran out of the bathtub, stepped back, and said to her: "I don't know what's going on? I'm useless, Yao Rong, I'm useless."

Without any signs, he became a "soft man" in a second, which was a major blow to Zhuo Qi.