The petite little wife: don't misunderstand the proud president

After eating, Wang Zichen stood up and was about to leave, looking eager to leave.

Lan Xinhui stopped him: "Didn't you say to stay with me for one night? Why are you leaving now?"

"One night? Impossible!" Wang Zichen flatly refused.

"Then you don't want to go so fast! Stay with me for a while longer!" Lan Xinhui begged with her face up, "I don't need you to sleep with me, you can leave after I fall asleep, okay?"

Seeing her looking up at him pitifully with her drunken flushed face up and her big eyes blinking, he couldn't help feeling a little soft-hearted.

"Please, this is the last time. Starting tomorrow, I will no longer be qualified..." Speaking of this, her eyes turned red again, and her voice choked up.

"I see you're drunk, go up and rest!" Wang Zichen said, "I'll be watching TV downstairs, and I'll leave in half an hour."

"I'm not drunk, I just drank a little red wine." Lan Xinhui said, but she still obediently walked towards the stairs.

For some reason, when she lifted her foot up the stairs, she felt a little weak, she turned around, leaned on the handrail of the stairs, and looked at Wang Zichen.

He turned on the TV, turned down the volume, tuned the channel to the financial channel, and began to watch, as if he didn't know that she was looking at him at this time.

In his eyes, she was never there.

Lan Xinhui bit her lips aggrievedly, she couldn't help but think of the way he hugged Xin Tiantian again.

"You look so handsome when you hug her." She said quietly, "Can you hug me once too?"

Wang Zichen was still staring at the TV, as if he didn't hear her words at all, Lan Xinhui sighed, turned around and walked up the stairs.

Maybe it was because of drinking some wine, she felt a little dizzy, and went up two more stairs, she felt as if there were stars flying in front of her eyes.She shook her head, but to no avail, more and more stars were flying in front of her eyes.

Her figure swayed, she grasped the handrail of the stairs reflexively, and fell over.However, her hands were so weak, her body seemed to have been drained of strength, and she collapsed limply...

She didn't fall down the stairs because someone hugged her just in time.

"How are you? Is there any discomfort?" She heard Wang Zichen's voice asking her, she calmed down, but first reached out to caress his face: "It's not an illusion, you really hugged me?"

Wang Zichen turned around and wanted to hug her to the sofa in the living room, but she stopped him: "Can you carry me upstairs?" As she said, she also stretched out her arms to wrap his arms around Xin Tiantian's like that day. neck.

As she approached, Wang Zichen suddenly felt a sway in his heart, the fragrance of her body mixed with the faint smell of wine lingered in his nose, which made him feel a little distracted.

"Wang Zichen, have I told you before?" She whispered in his ear, "I love you, I love you so much!"

Her soft lips squirmed against his ear, and he felt as if a Gu worm had penetrated into his body, making his blood boil and restless.

He took a deep breath, stabilized himself, and put her straight on the carpet under the stairs: "Lan Xinhui, did you just pretend to faint?"

"What?" She blinked her innocent eyes, as if a little confused.

He took a step back, distanced himself from her, and prevented himself from being confused by her: "You pretended to faint, and wanted me to carry you upstairs, and then tempted me to sleep with you again, didn't you? Lan Xinhui, I didn't expect you Still so stubborn!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked out resolutely.

"No," Lan Xinhui hurriedly tried to hold him back: "It's really not what you think! Don't leave yet, okay? I won't touch you, and I won't talk nonsense again...you are upstairs I'm going to watch TV, I'll go upstairs by myself...can you stay a little longer? I beg you..."

However, how could Wang Zichen still believe her?Throwing her off, he went straight to the door and changed his shoes.