My 23-year-old beauty president

Ling Muhan looked at Xia Feng and the waiter with a puzzled face, and looked back and forth, "What are you thinking?"

Xia Feng moved closer to Ling Muhan's cheek, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, "I won't tell you."

"Who cares about you!" Ling Muhan clenched his teeth, grunted softly, stepped on his high-heeled shoes and walked towards the door, who knew that she almost fell down before she stepped out of the door, but luckily Xia Feng reacted enough Quickly, he grabbed her slender waist, "Slow down."

"You don't need to be kind." Pushing Xia Feng away hard, Ling Muhan left with itchy teeth, leaving behind a helpless Xia Feng.

Shaking his head, Xia Feng looked at the waiter, "Send it to me when it's done, and go back to your hometown after tomorrow."

"Okay, sir." After nodding, the waiter gave another ambiguous smile, "Have a nice night, sir."

What the hell!

A black line appeared on Xia Feng's forehead. He didn't know what the waiter meant, and he murmured in his heart, is I really that perverted?

Leaving the hotel, Xia Feng followed Ling Muhan all the time. It's not very safe for a drunk beauty on this big night, if she is bumped into by some hooligan, then... a big loss.

Tonight, Ling Muhan drank at least seven or eight taels of white wine, and it was not easy to persist until now. A gust of breeze blew by, making her shiver. The strong alcohol hit her like a flood, and she hadn't reached the parking lot yet. , squatted down quickly and vomited.

"Here, drink some, it will feel better."

Hearing Xia Feng's voice, Ling Muhan's bewildered eyes were filled with surprise, especially when he saw the lotus fragrance liquid in Xia Feng's hand, he suddenly felt that this man also had a careful side.

But, even though Xia Feng helped her escape Han Tianyun's calculations tonight, Ling Muhan was still a little angry, and she was really not a man for letting her drink alone as a woman.

"Don't drink!" Ling Muhan forced his body to stand up, but the drunkenness that gradually hit made his legs tremble, and his feet softened before he could move.

Xia Feng stepped forward quickly and put his arms around her waist, and said with a little helplessness, "Okay, don't be brave, I will take you home."

This time Ling Muhan just snorted and didn't object, and let Xia Feng hold him, maybe because of the effect of hesitant alcohol, he felt a little flustered while being held by Xia Feng's waist.

With nephrite in his bosom, smelling the mixed smell of wine and perfume, Xia Feng involuntarily cast his eyes towards Ling Muhan's neckline, seeing the faint blue lace under his fair neck, he couldn't help feeling a little excited.

"Does it look good?" Ling Muhan's eyes were blurred, and he tried hard to cover his chest, not forgetting to pinch Xia Feng hard.

"Hiss!" Xia Feng grinned, "It hurts."

"Deserving it."

"Where is your home?" Although Xia Feng likes beautiful women, he likes to take advantage of others, but he is not a bastard who takes advantage of others, seeing Ling Muhan's worry, "Don't worry, Mr. Ling, I actually like women who take the initiative , hey, you're boring when you're drunk."

"You...huh!" Gazing at Xia Feng fiercely, Ling Muhan blushed slightly, and whispered, "Bihe No. 16, Building 3-[-] of No. [-]."

When Xia Feng stopped the car, Ling Muhan in the co-pilot was already breathing evenly, and he had indeed drunk enough tonight.

"Khan, what is this?"

After bringing Ling Muhan into the room, Xia Fengcong let out a long breath, "Nano, I really didn't realize you were so heavy."

Looking at Ling Muhan lying crookedly on the bed, Xia Feng couldn't bear to look away, especially when he saw the ups and downs of plumpness, and those beautiful legs that were slightly bent and leaned together, the slender and black stockings brought more visual stimulation .

With a grunt, Xia Feng suddenly swallowed his saliva. He is a normal man, and Ling Muhan is also a stunner-like existence. It would be a lie if he said he didn't feel a little bit, but he felt a hotness in his lower abdomen.

"Damn it, isn't this torture?" Rubbing his cheeks vigorously, Xia Feng took a few deep breaths, trying to keep himself from thinking in a wrong way.

No, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time, if you can't hold it, it will be troublesome. Although Xia Feng doesn't mind what happens during the completion of the commission, but well, he doesn't want to get into any emotional debt.

But just when he turned around and was about to leave, he stopped again, and seeing Ling Muhan who was sleeping soundly, a wicked smile suddenly appeared on his face, "Hey, you put on shoes for me, right? If I don't come back, I won't be Xia Feng. "

Taking a glance in the room, Xia Feng opened the refrigerator and took out a bottle of milk, his face was replaced by a smirk again...

Silent all night, the next morning.

Ling Muhan slowly opened her eyes, and rubbed her forehead with her hands. The aftereffects of drunkenness are not small. Looking at the familiar ceiling, she couldn't help laughing again, "Xia Feng, you are still a man."

But just as Ling Muhan finished speaking, his hands under the quilt suddenly felt wet, and his body felt chilly.

Lifting the quilt suddenly, Ling Muhan realized that he was naked, only wearing underwear, and when he saw the white marks on the bed sheet, his mind roared, could it be...

"Xia Feng, you bastard!" Ling Muhan grabbed the pillow and slammed it against the wall. Tears silently rolled down from the corners of his eyes, and he curled up helplessly on the bed, choking softly.

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