The sweet wife is too sweet: Husband, do you want a hug?

Chapter 395 Night (2)

Tang Xinyan shrunk her neck and looked up at the man who was holding her tightly in his arms.

Looking at his dark eyes as deep as the night sky, she once wondered if he was really drunk.

When she looked over carefully, his eyes were slightly smoky and hazy again, and he was not very sober.

They all say the truth when drunk.

He just said that she is his medicine, did it come from the heart?
However, she really didn't know whether she should believe that he was sincere to her!
She asked him why he let her family go bankrupt, but he refused to tell her the reason.She doesn't believe in business competition.

Is there competition to the point where her father needs to beg on his knees?

"Mrs. Mo, come back to me, huh?" He gently nibbled the skin around her neck, the hot and humid breath, and the soft touch made her crisp and numb.

There was a thin layer of mist in the clear black and white almond eyes.

Looking at his angular handsome face, she sighed lowly, "Mo Chiwei, we can't go back, can we?"

Mo Chiwei looked at her flushed eyes, biting her lips slightly, his eyes darkened a little, "Mrs. Mo, kiss me."

Tang Xinyan's long eyelashes trembled, and she looked at him in confusion.

He closed his eyes slightly, and his eyelashes covered his deep eyes, so she couldn't see his expression clearly at the moment.

Just when he was about to speak, he heard his deep and hoarse voice, "Even in a dream, are you still unwilling to kiss me?"

Tang Xinyan was stunned.

Did he treat all of this as a dream?
That's right, he drank so much alcohol that he couldn't distinguish between reality and dreams.

"Mrs. Mo, kiss me, huh?" He repeated it again, his voice was coaxing, and it seemed to be an order.

A heart in Tang Xinyan's chest was pounding.

She looked at his thin lips slightly pursed under the bridge of his high nose, and swallowed.

No matter how she denied it, or pretended that she didn't want to love him anymore, she couldn't deceive her heart.

In my heart, I still pretend to be him and miss him.

He was right, the opposite of hate is love.

Could she take the initiative to kiss him while he was drunk?

These days, she really misses him...

There were two voices constantly ringing in her mind alternately, one told her not to kiss, he was her family's enemy.The other let her kiss, anyway, when he woke up tomorrow, he thought it was a dream.

In the end, she couldn't help wrapping her hands around his neck.

The whole person seemed to be bewitched by him, and he took the initiative to put his lips together regardless.

Treat it like a dream!
When her soft lips were slowly pressed against her, he sighed contentedly in his heart.

His lips were warm, with a faint scent of wine.

She imitated the way he kissed her every time, gently drawing the line of his lips.

If she knew he was awake, she probably wouldn't take the initiative——

There was a bitter taste in his heart.

It turned out that if he wanted to get close to her, he would use this method.

Tang Xinyan kissed his thin lips, and wanted to back away, but in the next second, the back of her head was held by him.

Breathing, suddenly messed up.

Wild and turbulent, as if trying to draw out each other's souls.

(End of this chapter)