C62

Yan Nai Er's words, seemed to be a reminder to Feng Cheng, Mu Qing Huan's existence …

Her round and smooth face was flushed red, like a greedy cat. When Mu Qing Huan finished, she almost crawled into the hall, but to his surprise, Feng Cheng carried Yan Nai Er and left.

"That's right, Qing Huan, you are much prettier than Yan Nai Er. feudalism must really like you!" Sun Zi Yang pinched Mu Qing Huan's neck and said resentfully, "Hurry up and go, let feudalism send you home and let Yan Nai Er off the car, you're the real wife!"

Mu Qing Huan was pushed to the door as she stared foolishly at Feng Cheng's back. He then quickly carried Yan Nai Er into the carriage.

When Yan Nai Er looked out of the window, she accidentally saw Mu Qing Huan. The corner of her mouth hooked up into a playful smile, and she smiled at Mu Qing Huan, with a different scheme.

With his sharp mind, Feng Cheng turned to look.

Who knew how much time had passed!

His legs slipped, and just as Mu Qing Huan was about to lose his balance …

A pair of ice-cold hands stretched forward.

The man looked with burning eyes at the stunned woman in his arms. He helped her to her feet, but she fell towards his cold body like a bewitching water snake.

"Oh, dizzy..."

Mu Qing Huan moaned, and his hand slipped towards his well-built chest, following that, it wrapped around the man's neck and stuck close to his ear. "Dizzy …"

The aftereffects of the alcohol set her on fire. She was in so much pain that she felt like she was going to die …

She pouted and her soft voice sounded like she was acting coquettishly. The fragrance of her body interweaved with each other and interweaved in the air …

He leaned against the wall and hugged the struggling Mu Qing Huan with both of her arms. He looked like he was bewitched as he looked at her charming posture under the moonlight.

That red nevus lacrimalis seemed to be burning, becoming enchanting and dazzling …

The corner of her mouth was like a juicy jelly, making one want to taste it.

Unknowingly, he reached out his hands to hold her tightly, forcefully pressing her down to his body, "Little demoness, don't move …"

"I feel dizzy …" Mu Qing Huan turned his body.

As if she was encouraged, Feng Cheng didn't hold back and bent down to grab the corner of her lips. She repeatedly licked it, as if she was trying to taste a high grade candy.

A violent kiss. The two young bodies were entwined with each other, both needing each other's comfort.

Feng Cheng had never experienced this kind of comfortable feeling before, even kissing made his blood boil.

His deep eyes suddenly opened. His usually cold pupils burned with an extremely dangerous passion. The fire within his body almost seemed to burn his entire being.

He ran his hand over her face again and again.

Her skin was very white, and the vermillion nevus lacrimalis at the corner of her eyes was mesmerizing to the bone, giving her a sense of elegance.

These eyes were the most captivating and flirtatious pair of eyes he had ever seen …

He wanted her, but he knew that if he wanted her at this moment, it would be the same as feeding her medicine.

He wanted her, and she had to be sober.

He wanted to let her experience deeply that this time was absolutely different from the first time!

"Qing Huan..."

Suppressing the restlessness in his body, Feng Cheng carried the woman's charming figure and walked to the car nearby with difficulty.

Yan Nai Er was not in the carriage, but was sent to the nearby hospital.

Thus, there were only Feng Cheng and her in the car.

"Sit down." Feng Cheng ordered!

"Hmm?" With a dazed look in his eyes, Mu Qing Huan used her small hands to pull at the man's clothes without a care.

"Stop messing around." Feng Cheng directly threw Mu Qing Huan into the backseat.

"Bad, you bad …" As if there was no one around, Mu Qing Huan acted wildly in the backseat and tore off each piece of clothes one by one.

The interior of the car was wide enough, she simply kicked off her high heels, hummed a music, and started stripping casually, smiling mischievously as she hugged the cushion in front of her, and lowered her head to kiss Feng Cheng's face.

"I'm driving. Stop it." Her voice was faint, Feng Cheng was helpless against Mu Qing Huan's scoundrel.

Fortunately, they arrived at the entrance of the hospital in a short moment.

When he opened the car door, Feng Cheng saw that Mu Qing Huan had put down only his undergarments. His eyes darkened, and without taking much time to look, he immediately wrapped her up in his suit to coax her to sleep.

Mu Qing Huan was sent to the ward, and after the injection, she finally calmed down.

"Fourth Brother, Miss Mu is very drunk?" In the ward, Yan Nai Er watched Mu Qing Huan closely. She never would have thought that Feng Cheng would return to look for Mu Qing Huan.

He had clearly said that Mu Qing Huan would not eat her food just because of him, but why did he throw her directly behind the hospital and went to find Mu Qing Huan without saying a word?

"It's nothing serious, she drank too much …" Leaning on the wall, Feng Cheng continuously recalled the happy moments when he rubbed against her. Even though he did not take the last step, the impact was strong.

Pulling on his dry tie, Feng Cheng went to the washroom and lit up a cigarette with his fingertips. However, he didn't take a breath of the smoke from the cigarette, but rather, took a whiff of the smoke.

How funny, the Fourth Brother beside her that was as beautiful as the clouds actually had such a day …

Even when he was facing a woman he wanted, he forced himself not to touch her.

He just didn't want her to think that he was taking advantage of her.

After using cold water to wash his face, Feng Cheng dusted his collar clean and returned to the sickroom.

Mu Qing Huan still had not woken up.

Yan Nai Er looked at him and said faintly, "Fourth Brother, you two are already husband and wife, what is there to be afraid of? "Women are very sensitive. If she is like this, you won't even touch her …" For any woman, this was a failure.

With his index finger stroking his eyebrows, Feng Cheng walked to the bedside and sat down, then coldly smiled and said, "I plan to seriously touch."

… ….

With regards to his memories from seven hours ago, Mu Qing Huan was extremely heartbroken. She was actually fooling around and stripping on Feng Cheng's car?

At this time, Mu Qing Huan, wrapped in the man's suit was sitting on the backseat with a serious expression.

Ye Zichen lowered his head bashfully. Coincidentally, he saw the high heels, skirt and stockings that she had thrown off …

All of these physical evidence bore witness to her previous boldness!

Woo, he really had no face!

In the car, the atmosphere was tense.

It was Mu Qing Huan who had gone blind and tensed up.

Her bright eyes seemed to sweep across nan who was in the driver's seat, as she felt extremely awkward.

He wanted to ask if she had done anything to him …

"Get out." When Feng Cheng's voice came from above, he suddenly stared wide-eyed. Huhu, I'm already home, but she's been distracted all this time, it's so embarrassing.

After jumping off the car, Mu Qing Huan walked faster and faster, and didn't know how to face him.