paranoid boy he is crazy and sweet

Chapter 117 Sister, I can't help it anymore.

When Chu Lian approached him, he fainted in his arms. Mu Zechuan looked at the drunken people on the table, and could only look at Zhou Siyuan to make good care of the future. He put Chu Lian in place first.

Zhou Siyuan drank a lot, and he didn't drink much today, and Lin Yu also supported Zhou Qi on the left and Xu Zhixia on the right, looking very tired.

"Understood, Brother Zechuan, you can send Sister Lian back, and I will send the others."

Zhou Siyuan nodded, stood up and helped Lin Yu hold up Xu Zhixia who was still drinking and talking nonsense.

Mu Zechuan glanced at them, and hugged Chu Lian by the waist. It was not as heavy as imagined, but rather light?
"How can you eat so many sweets without growing meat?"

Mu Zechuan looked at the drowsy Chu Lian in his arms with a funny face, and his hands tightened unconsciously, as if it was the first time he saw her drinking a bar, and he was defenseless because he knew it was him ?

Have you been so intimate that you can completely let go of your own safety?

Going up the stairs and pushing away the arranged guest room, Mu Zechuan carefully placed her on the soft blue quilt, then gently helped her take off her leather shoes, and covered her with the quilt.

"Ah Lian, do you know that when I was recuperating in Wuzhen, I was thinking about you every moment, every minute, every second, and when I closed my eyes, my mind was full of your every move. Will miss you like a wave.”

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Mu Zechuan stretched out his hand to brush away the messy long hair sticking to her cheeks. With his fingers, he traced the outline that he had drawn thousands of times on the drawing paper.

Until he involuntarily pressed it on the red lips, Mu Zechuan moistened his dry lips, his Adam's apple slipped, and his eyes were fixed on Chu Lian's lips.

Under the bright white light, Chu Lian looked more like a sleeping white lotus, which made him, the admirer on the bank, unable to help but indulge and pick it.

Mu Zechuan leaned over in a strange way, and just when his lips were about to touch, Chu Lian woke up in a daze, his eyes still hazy.

Just when Mu Zechuan thought he had been discovered and was about to get up to evacuate, Chu Lian suddenly stretched out his hands and pulled his head off. Mu Zechuan was caught off guard and kissed her lips.

Softer than expected, you can clearly smell the floral fragrance of white camellia and the strong alcohol smell, mixed together.

The tip of Mu Zechuan's ears turned red, and the end of his eyes turned pink, showing the desire he had been suppressing all this time. He slightly parted his thin lips, and his voice was hoarse: "Ah Lian, do you know who I am?"

Chu Lian squinted her eyes. Under the influence of alcohol, she still saw double images, a little blurry, but she could still distinguish the voice from the smell of cedar.

"Zechuan, you are Zechuan."

Chu Lian pinched his face with a full smile: "You are the most considerate Mu Zechuan, how could I not recognize you?"

"I still feel dizzy!"

Chu Lian frowned slightly, feeling dizzy. If he had known that he would not drink so much alcohol, his eyes could not be fully opened, and he would never get drunk again.

Hearing Chu Lian say his name in an orchid manner, Mu Zechuan's eyes darkened. In the end, lust overcame reason. He stretched out his hand to cover Chu Lian's eyes, approached her earlobe, and said softly: "Sister, I'm sorry, I can't restrain myself."

After finishing speaking, he snatched her murmuring red lips again, and attacked the city in a plundering manner. The temperature in the room heated up, and even Crescent Moon hid in the clouds in shame.

"Um... Ze... Zechuan..."

(End of this chapter)