Hot sweet wife: Mr. President, don't be arrogant

At that moment, Jiang Muyu's words faltered, "You...you let me go, Young Master Huo, you are shameless, you...you bastard."

A small face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the touch of several thin layers of cloth on her waist and abdomen had already made her whole brain into a paste.

Huo Beicheng looked at the girl in his arms. Under the warm light, her small face was set off to be extraordinarily delicate. Her flushed cheeks made people want to pinch her lips twice, and her lips seemed to have been smeared with rosiness from the kiss just now. rouge.

She obviously dressed like a child today, and when she was running around, she was so innocent.

But at this moment, the straps of the overalls slipped from the shoulders, revealing a piece of fair skin in the mess of the shoulders, which seemed to him an invitation.

"Xiao Yi, you are the one who seduce me." Huo Beicheng took a deep breath, leaned over and gently kissed her on the shoulder.

The girl's familiar scent lingered in his nostrils, and his heart, which had been restless all day, gradually calmed down. All the emptiness seemed to be filled because of her existence.

Jiang Muyu was taken aback by his reaction, "Let go of me first... Huo Beicheng, how could you do this? This is the street!"

Her whole mind was going to be muddled.

This man... is poisonous!
Bursts of numbness came from under his lips, and the itching seemed to take all the strength out of her body.

Her voice made Huo Beicheng pause, he raised his head and looked at her with a blurred gaze, "Is it okay if you're not on the street?"

The voice is very low, with a bit of doubt, a bit confused...

How much did he drink in the evening?

Just as this thought flashed through her mind, Jiang Muyu felt the man hugging her suddenly shake, her heart tightened, and she subconsciously stretched out her arms to hug him.

Huo Beicheng was tall and straight, and the weight fell on her, making Jiang Muyu stagger and almost fell to the ground.

Jiang Muyu blinked her eyes, and the sanity that had just been lost seemed to return to its place all of a sudden.

She quickly stabilized his body, "Give me back your phone quickly, I'll call someone to pick you up."

Huo Beicheng leaned against her body, pursed his thin lips tightly, but didn't say a word, just stared at her with cold black eyes, not listening to her at all.

Jiang Muyu hugged such a big person, it felt like it had only been a few minutes, and she felt that she was going to be unable to hold on anymore.

She had no choice but to help him walk to her own residence.

He was a little annoyed at the bottom of his heart, how come Young Master Huo is still the same as when he was a child, when he drank too much, he became like a child, stubborn and awkward, completely unable to listen to people's words.

More importantly, how much wine did he drink at night? !

……

Opening the door of the residence, Jiang Muyu couldn't move his hand to turn on the light, so he could only rely on his feeling to help him onto the sofa, and he just breathed a sigh of relief and was about to reach for the phone in his hand.

A hand grabbed her arm suddenly, and a strong force came, and she threw herself on him.

Jiang Muyu smelled the smell of tobacco and alcohol on his body, and felt dizzy for a moment in her mind. She slowly raised her head to look at him, through the moonlight shining in from the window, she couldn't see clearly in the darkness.

My breathing is messed up, and my heartbeat can't be restrained from accelerating!

He pulled her over, pressed her under him, and kissed her precisely in the dark.

Different from the strong and rough ones before, this time his gentle movements made her almost unable to resist.

The kiss fell to her brow again, her cheek, her chin, gradually descending...

In the end, the man buried his head on her neck, nibbled and kissed slowly, teasing every nerve of Jiang Muyu.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a sound of steady breathing in her ears, and her eyes widened instantly.

Jiang Muyu: "..." Asleep?
Such a big man fell asleep on top of her now?
Looking up at the ceiling in the dark, Jiang Muyu exhaled lightly, thinking about how she was just now, wishing she could hit her brain with a brick.

What the hell is she thinking?
Just now she actually let this big bastard molested herself, and she was still... immersed in it...

It's shameful!

So what should she do now?
With this guy who was drunk and slept like a pig, can she kick him off with one kick?
But if the person wakes up after being kicked down, will she lose her virginity?

Although it's not like the two of them didn't have that kind of thing, she also knew that she still liked Huo Beicheng, but he didn't like herself, and she didn't want to have a relationship with him like this.

"Hey, can you get up?"

"Young Master Huo, Young Master Huo? Sleepwalking and turning over?"

Jiang Muyu pushed him with her hands, and called out a few words in a low voice, but the man seemed to be completely unresponsive, and fell asleep breathing steadily.

Well, she gave up!
Unable to wake up, and being crushed to death by this guy, Jiang Muyu could only stare at the ceiling in the dark.

I don't know exactly when she fell asleep later.

……

The woman's breathing gradually became steady, and she no longer made any small movements, and the whole person became quiet.

Huo Beicheng, who had been closing his eyes tightly all the time, opened them quietly at this time, under the moonlight, those eyes were clear, without any confusion at all.

He propped up his body and leaned over to look at the sleeping girl.

Tonight he drank wine, but it was just a few glasses of red wine. He just took advantage of his drunkenness and followed the thoughts in his heart to find her, but he didn't expect that the moment he saw her, he seemed really drunk .

Get drunk under her crooked eyebrows!

"You can fall asleep like this, idiot." In the darkness, the man's voice was a little doting.

Huo Beicheng sat up, looked at the girl's sleeping face, and wanted to pinch her cheek with his hand, but it was soft at first, and finally he just stroked her cheek.

"I don't like it..." The girl seemed to feel something, raised her hand and waved it, turned over and went back to sleep.

Her ponytail was sideways, as if she was a little uncomfortable, her brows were tightly knit together, and her small mouth was flattened, exactly the same as her expression every time she got into trouble.

Huo Beicheng's eyes became softer, and he carefully loosened her ponytail with his hand, letting her hair spread out.

The girl seemed to feel something, moved her head, the dissatisfaction on her face disappeared, and she slept more peacefully, like a child who was completely defenseless.

He had seen this sleeping face countless times, and it was so beautiful that he wanted to freeze it forever.

Huo Beicheng stood up, bent over and carried the girl to the bed in the room, covered her with a quilt, and sat on the edge of the bed to watch her.

"Xiao Yi, are you really unwilling to go home with me?" In the dark, he said in a low voice.

But what to do?
Even if you don't want to, I still won't let you go...