Hidden marriage sweet wife, husband can't help it

Chapter 12 Yes, I'm Drunk
who is he?Huangfu Shaoqing!But why did she see so much sadness in his eyes?
Many years later, Mu Wanqiu thought again of this late autumn night, the face of him staring at her under the neon lights, the bitterness at the corner of her lips was more painful than his present.

"President, you are drunk." Mu Wanqiu said stupidly, otherwise she would be really at a loss.

Huangfu Shaoqing snorted sadly, he really wanted to strangle her to death, or simply push her down from the 52nd floor by mistake, he looked at her with a frown.

"Yes, I was drunk."

After finishing speaking, he pulled her thin wrist domineeringly and walked down the maple tree. Before Mu Wanqiu understood the situation, his hands had already held her small face forcefully. A kiss fell on his lips...

It is not so much a kiss as it is a kind of plunder, a kind of domineering plunder that no one can escape...

Mu Wanqiu resisted vigorously, she wanted to move him away, but he didn't allow it at all, he seemed to be venting the grief and anger that had accumulated for a long time, he bit her lip like a bite, at the moment when she shed tears in pain, For a moment, both of them had the taste of salty tears in their lips. I don't know if it was Mu Wanqiu's illusion. At that moment, she felt the trembling of his lips...
He finally stopped everything. He sat under the maple tree decadently, with his slender legs bent, one arm resting on his lap, and the other holding his frowning eyebrows. He sneered sadly and desolately, making people look inexplicable I feel distressed, as if the person who was bullied just now was not Mu Wanqiu, but Huangfu Shaoqing.

Huangfu Shaoqing's deep black eyes were slightly closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

Mu Wanqiu frowned, how could he sleep here?I don't think he drank much liquor tonight.

"Huangfu Shaoqing..." Mu Wanqiu tentatively called out to him, and carefully poked his strong biceps with his fingers.

Huangfu Shaoqing didn't react at all, it seemed that he really fell asleep.

Mu Wanqiu casually sat cross-legged beside him, resting her chin on her hands, looking at his incomparably handsome face by the bright moonlight in the night sky and the sky full of stars.

The way he fell asleep was different from the image of the cold and arrogant president who was lonely and seeking defeat during the day, and there was a trace of gentleness that shouldn't appear on his face.

Mu Wanqiu thought, if there was no Huo Zimo, choosing to marry a man like him would at least make her look very seductive every day. Thinking of this, Mu Wanqiu couldn't help laughing. She couldn't enjoy herself tonight because she drank too much Coke, like Huangfu Shaoqing. How could such a man like the emperor marry her? Even if she hadn't run away, he would have rejected the engagement banquet... right?

Thinking, watching, Mu Wanqiu's hand couldn't help reaching out between his frowning brows, sleeping is the best thing in life, there is no one, why does he still frown, with a preoccupied look.

"Mu Wanqiu..." An abrupt male voice sounded in the silent night.

The shocked Mu Wanqiu stared at him with wide eyes, only to see that he slowly opened those eyes deeper than the sea, his head was still lazily leaning on the maple tree, staring at her in a psychedelic way. .

(End of this chapter)