Wife Pursuit Order No. 1

Chapter 879 Are You Drunk?

Lu Qianchen didn't know how long he had slept. When he woke up, he felt much more awake. He checked the time and found that it was already eleven o'clock in the evening, so he called the driver and took him home.

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When Lu Qianchen was sent home by the driver, Yan'er was helping him get his slippers at the door. He glanced up at the villa and asked, "Where's Unran?"

"Madam went back to the bedroom to sleep after dinner." Yan'er replied.

After hearing this, Lu Qianchen's drooping eyelids suddenly lit up, and he asked again: "Did she have dinner at home?"

A look of anticipation floated in his heart... She didn't go to eat alone with Xu Muhan behind his back.

"Yes, sir. Madam wanted to have dinner with you when you came back tonight, but she called you a few times, but you didn't answer."

Lu Qianchen said oh expressionlessly, but because of these words, the haze that was originally shrouded in his mood dissipated a lot.

He staggered towards the bedroom, opened the door, and saw that Xia Weiran had fallen asleep wrapped in a quilt.

He raised his hand and turned off the light in the bedroom, then sat down on the bed quietly, stared at her peaceful sleeping face for a long time, then stretched out his hand to wrap her waist, lowered his head and hugged her greedily. Hug it.

It's just that Xu Muhan's scent still faintly lingers on her body...

Xia Weilan heard Lu Qianchen's footsteps just now, but she was so tired recently that she didn't bother to open her eyes, so she continued to sleep until she felt a force coming from her waist, and she felt very tired. Clearly aware that Lu Qianchen is back!
As soon as her thoughts were settled, she felt a kiss from her neck. It was not as gentle as before, but became a little hot and a little deep, and the kiss on her delicate skin was a little painful.

Xia Weiran raised her eyelids, and when she turned her head, she smelled a strong smell of perfume and alcohol. She frowned and said, "Lu Qianchen, have you been drinking?"

Lu Qianchen didn't answer her question, his head was still deeply buried in her neck, and his hands were poked inside her pajamas.

"Well...you drank too much, take a rest, I'll get you a bowl of hangover soup." Although Xia Weiran was a little unhappy with his drunk appearance, he still said something nicely.

However, how could Lu Qianchen let her go now, as soon as she lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed, he suddenly grabbed her wrist, pulled her onto the bed, turned over and pressed Xia Weiran under him.

She felt his weight, so she couldn't help but hum, and then, Lu Qianchen lowered his head and began to bite and gnaw on her shoulder, one hand had already roughly tore off her pajamas, and directly covered her In front of him, he squeezed twice.

Xia Weiran didn't like this feeling very much. When he came home drunk, his body was filled with the smell of other women's perfume, and one of the buttons on his shirt was missing. Putting myself under my body, thinking about that kind of thing.

Xia Weiran frowned, pushed Lu Qianchen's chest with one hand, turned his face sideways, and said in a displeased tone, "Lu Qianchen, don't be like this..."

Feeling her resistance, Lu Qianchen felt more and more angry, so he couldn't hold back his anger and growled, "Shut up!"

Then one hand clutched the wrist against his chest, imprisoning it on the top of Xia Weiran's head, while the other hand had already unbuttoned his pants indiscriminately.

(End of this chapter)