After rebirth, I was hugged and kissed by a crazy boss

In the middle of the night, the door of the villa suddenly opened.

A tall and majestic figure walked in.

When Fu Wangjin noticed the light coming from the living room, a hint of surprise flashed across his face.

He didn't think much about it, but strode in, and roughly pulled open the collar of his dark shirt with his big hands to relieve the heat brought by the alcohol.

Although he drank a lot of wine, his complexion did not show it.

It's just that his steps were a little unsteady, and his ears were red... There was a hint of tea between his dark eyebrows, and his aggressive outline seemed extremely mysterious and alluring under the dim light.

The little woman on the sofa woke up at some point, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and asked tentatively:

"A Jin?"

Fu Wangjin's body stiffened and he stopped walking.

He felt that he was not drunk, but the alcohol seemed to have rusted his brain.

Seeing Yan Qing running in front of him, blinking his eyes with both joy and anger, he didn't say anything, but it seemed like he said everything.

Fu Wangjin's hands froze in the air, and he was unable to speak for a moment. He could only stare blankly at her face.

As soon as Yan Qing came to his side, he smelled a strong smell of alcohol and frowned subconsciously.

Fu Wangjin turned around and tried to leave, but was grabbed by Yan Qing.

"Where are you going?"

Fu Wangjin's face showed a hint of drunkenness. He curled his lips and smiled, then reached out and pinched Yan Qing's face:

"Go take a shower. What if I choke you?"

Yan Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I'm not that delicate. And——"

There was worry in her eyes.

"You're drunk, what if you fall down?"

"fine."

Fu Wangjin grinned, and wanted to lean over to kiss her, but he finally withdrew his action silently.

"It will only take five minutes."

After saying that, he went upstairs.

Yan Qing was really worried, so he quickly ran over to support him, his tone somewhat reproachful:

"You came back alone? Why did you drink so much..."

Fu Wangjin didn't find her mumbling nagging at all. Instead, he felt extremely happy.

"No, Wen Ci gave it to me."

He leaned against Yan Qing and walked upstairs, touching her face with great interest, rubbing her earlobes... He kept making small movements.

"Don't worry, I didn't drink much."

"what the hell."

Yan Qing stuck out his tongue angrily.

"I know your alcohol tolerance very well - you can barely walk, and you still say you're not drunk?"

Fu Wangjin chuckled - he was not so drunk that he could not walk.

However, the little thing tried hard to carry his arms upstairs...

Feeling pretty good?

After finally reaching the bedroom door, Yan Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She was afraid that Fu Wangjin would miss a step and fall down the stairs.

She was not very strong and certainly could not hold him back, so in the end she could only roll down with him.

Yan Qing unlocked the door, then turned on the bedroom light, helped Fu Wangjin in, and let him lie down safely on the bed.

"Didn't you say you wouldn't be back tonight?"

Yan Qing put her hands on her waist, like a resentful young wife.

"Why are you back again?"

I don’t know if it’s because he’s drunk, but Fu Wangjin’s smile doesn’t look as dangerous as usual. Instead, it looks a little... silly?

Before Yan Qing could react, he was pulled into his arms.

"miss you."

Fu Wangjin's face was buried deep in her neck, his hoarse voice was filled with an ambiguous drunken tone.

"Come back and see."

Yan Qing's heart trembled slightly, and her slender white fingers slowly inserted into the man's thick black hair and combed it gently.

Still unforgiving in words:

"Aren't you afraid of disturbing my sleep? Besides, if I wasn't in the living room..."

She muttered quietly, "What if you break your leg?"

Fu Wangjin laughed again, and his hot breath fanned onto her fair and delicate skin, making her feel tingling and numb.

"I'm going to... take a shower before coming in."

Judging from the tone of his voice, he seems to be still drunk.

"Just... a kiss, he won't wake up."

Yan Qing suddenly felt that he was a bit like that thing, a fool.

"Rest and wash it tomorrow."

Her tone softened a lot.

"Does your stomach feel uncomfortable? I'll go get you some hot milk."

Fu Wangjin suddenly raised his face and looked at her, his deep eyes filled with tenderness and affection.

The arms around Yan Qing tightened a little, and she was completely unable to break free.

"No."

Fu Wangjin's force did not decrease, and was even stronger, but his tone was like that of a willful child.

"Don't leave, stay with me."

After looking at Yan Qing for a few seconds, he seemed to remember something, and awkwardly let go of his hand and stood up.

"I'm going to take a shower..."

I’m still afraid that the smell of alcohol will bother Yan Qing.

"it does not matter!"

Yan Qing hurried to help him.

"The smell isn't very strong, and it's already so late...if you're tired, go to sleep."

Fu Wangjin suddenly turned around, kissed her on the forehead, and smiled.

"Be good and wait for me outside."

Yan Qing had no choice but to wait at the door, listening carefully to the sound of water in the bathroom.

If she heard any unusual noise, she would rush in immediately.

Judging from Fu Wangjin's words and actions, he was probably drunk.

Sometimes he was afraid that the alcohol would suffocate her, and sometimes he couldn't help kissing her...

Ugh.

Yan Qing sighed silently.

Many times, she really couldn't understand Fu Wangjin.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

Fu Wangjin walked out wrapped in a bath towel, with almost no drunkenness left in his eyes.

When he saw Yan Qing, he pulled her into his arms, held her head with his big hands and kissed her deeply.

The fresh smell mixed with a hint of alcohol is not unpleasant, but rather particularly intoxicating.

For a moment, Yan Qing didn't know whether he or himself was the drunk person.

In the silent night, only my heart was beating loudly, and my cheeks were getting hot.

"baby I love you."

"Don't leave me...I will always love you..."

The man nibbled gently on the side of her neck, all the way down to her tiny earlobe.

The low and hoarse voice penetrated into Yan Qing's ears and went straight to his heart.

She didn't want to think about anything anymore, but hugged him, her body as close as possible to his.

"Be good and leave it to me."

"Leave everything to me."

Fu Wangjin's voice was unusually gentle, and seemed to have the power to bewitch people.

Click.

The overhead light was turned off.

The room was plunged into darkness. The moonlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains and shone between the intertwined figures. The air was filled with beauty.

Fragmented moans rose and fell.