The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 281 Nowhere to Run

Rongcheng, Zeng Li's apartment.

A bottle of red wine had already run out, but Zeng Li wasn't a bit drunk, instead he became much more sober.

On the other hand, the gentle man in the sofa, his cheeks were rosy, his suit had long since disappeared, his red tie was hanging around his neck, and the collar of his white shirt was open. He was lazily leaning on the sofa, like a drunk, How can she still have the gentle and gentle appearance before.

Leaning on the sofa, Zeng Li rested his forehead with one hand, his cheeks were slightly hot, but the clothes on his body were still in order, with one hand tightly holding the shawl hanging on his chest, looking at the man on the other side of the sofa, the corners of his lips slightly curved with.

Two people looked at each other, one was decadent and the other was elegant, neither of them spoke.

A few minutes later, Zeng Li straightened his body, tightened his shawl, and asked the obviously drunk man.

"Mr. Fu? May I call the driver to take you back?"

Fu Wendi lay lazily on the back of the sofa, the corners of her lips still curved, she stretched out her arms and said mockingly, "I'm already so drunk, why don't you take me in for a night?"

Zeng Li raised his eyebrows and asked back.

"You live here, aren't you afraid that colleagues in the company will spread the word if they find out?"

Fu Wendi laughed, the way a drunk man laughs is very cute and silly.

"The whole company knows I have a property here."

Fu Wendi's meaning was obvious, as if to say that there was nothing wrong with him spending the night in his apartment.

Zeng Li...

He had already heard the content of Fu Wendi's phone call, and knew that he didn't want to leave at all, so he took a deep breath, exhaled, and got up, "Okay, I'll help you go back to the room to rest."

Before Zeng Li walked over, Fu Wendi stretched out his hand, looked at her, smirked, and didn't speak.

This was the first time Zeng Li saw him drunk, his childish smile and childish behavior made people feel helpless and powerless.

He grabbed Fu Wendi's arm and wrapped it around his neck. The latter was also very cooperative. He stood up with the other hand supporting the sofa, and almost all the weight of his body was placed on Zeng Li. Fortunately, he was not tall and thin, It wasn't that hard for him to be helped into the room.

When walking all the way to the room, Fu Wendi emphasized vaguely, "From now on...don't...call me Mr. Fu, my name, Wendi...you hear me!"

"Okay," Zeng Li was not in the mood to communicate with drunk people, and perfunctory with a good temper, staggered to the bed, grabbed Fu Wendi's wrist with one hand, bent slightly, and lifted the quilt on the bed.

It was obviously a simple action, but the drunk man turned around because of Zeng Li's action, and rolled directly onto the bed, the arm that was resting on Zeng Li's neck was still tightly held by Zeng Li, due to inertia. , Zeng Li also fell onto the bed, and the two of them overlapped each other in an ambiguous posture.

Women go up and men go down, Fu Wendi's arms are still wrapped around Zeng Li's neck, forming a entwined posture, while Zeng Li's whole body is wrapped around his chest, and the two bodies are tightly pressed against each other for a while, and the penetration is not counted. With thick fabric, Fu Wendi could clearly feel the soft touch on his chest.

Very elastic, very soft, and exudes a temperature that cannot be ignored.

The distance between the two faces is also very close, so close that each other's breath is entwined between their noses.

Instinctively, Zeng Li let go of the hand that was holding Fu Wendi's wrist, and was about to stand up while propping his hands on the bed. The waist and neck were weighed at the same time. It was Fu Wendi's arm that tightly shackled her, leaving her nowhere to go. escape.

(End of this chapter)