Sir, Madam Went Back To Her Maternal Home Again

  Chapter 91 Why are you in my room

   "You have to go to bed, and I have to go to bed too."

   "You sleep with me."

The man looked at her deeply for a few seconds, then approached her suddenly, with some warning in his black eyes, "You are drunk, I am not as knowledgeable as you. But if you keep talking nonsense, I don't know what will happen later Come on. Be nice, huh?"

  Wen Hua also stared straight at him, Xi Mo thought she was scared, but unexpectedly she said naively in the next second, "Don't you want to sleep with me?"

  He chuckled lightly, with a malicious smile hanging on the corner of his mouth, with a taste of gnashing his teeth, "I want to, why don't I want to. I want to dream."

She had a happy face, and her tone was as cheerful as a child finding a friend, "Then wait for me, I'll change my clothes and we'll sleep together again, tell me a story later, think about what you want to tell first. "

  Taking out the clothes, she wanted to change without any shyness, Xi Mo closed her eyes helplessly and turned around.

"I'm ready."

  She lifted the quilt aside, and generously invited him, "Come on, let's tell a story together."

  The man's eyes moved down her and caught a glimpse of the black bra on the bed. She immediately understood it, picked up the fabric and threw it to the other side of the bed.

   "..."

   "You can't wear a bra to sleep, it's bad for your health. Besides, the one you bought is too small, so I can't wear it."

  The man raised his eyebrows slightly.

   This is his rare visual error.

  He approached the bed step by step, turned on the phone recording quietly, and slightly lifted his thin lips, "Are you sure you want me to go to bed together?"

  She was defenseless, "Well, come on."

   "What story are you going to tell me?"

  He lifted the quilt to the bed, and said calmly, "Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf."

  Wen Hua was not very satisfied, "I have heard this story before."

   "Ah," he said in a slight tone, casually, "then, little Wenhua and the big bad wolf."

"Once upon a time, there was a little girl named Wen Hua who drank a lot of wine secretly. On a dark and windy night, she stumbled into a forest where there lived wolves," he said in his voice. Charming and dangerous, he slowly said word by word: "This wolf especially likes little girls, especially those who are white and clean, who are obedient and soft when drunk, and will not resist. They are fragrant and tender..."

  He stared at her sideways, stroked her nose, eyebrows and eyes with his fingertips, and twisted her black hair.

  Wen Hua swallowed her throat, not daring to glance around, "Then, did he catch the little girl?"

   His ink eyes glanced down, the corners of his lips tugged slightly, "I caught it."

"ah-"

  The woman's soft cry overflowed from her lips.

"itch!"

  The hot big palm got into the hem of the clothes and held her slender waist.

   "Really tender." He pulled the man to his chest.

  Wen Hua reached out to block him, her voice was unsteady, "Let me go."

   His back was stroked by his big palm and gradually went up, causing a burst of numbness.

"I'm going to go to bed."

  He seemed to be deaf, and his voice was low and mellow, "It just so happened that I didn't wear it. Do you think I should seize the opportunity, or...seize the opportunity?"

  Little pitiful sniffled, eyes accusing him, "Talking the story as promised, you suddenly seem like a different person, I won't play anymore."

  The man turned over and fell on top of her, his hands protruded from the hem of his clothes, and instead supported her side face, he bent down and kissed her.

  The little drunkard had a faint smell of alcohol in his mouth, and he didn't dislike it. At this time, she was very docile and cooperative, which made him a little addicted.

   I almost couldn't stop it.

  Hooking her up and kissing her for a while, he backed away, admiring her peach-blossom face, her lips were red and tender, her eyes and brows were full of spring.

   After watching for a while, his eyes darkened, and he kissed again.

   He was really hooked by nature.

"Um-"

   Noticing that she was about to lose her breath, he got up.

  Take a few deep breaths to calm yourself down.

   "Sorry," he shaved her hair, "Who made you stop all night, I have endured until now and only charging you such a small interest is the limit."

  Getting out of bed, he looked at her misty face, and comforted her: "It's very late, sleep well, if you don't obey, you will really be punished."

   This time she behaved well, not daring to keep anyone anymore, pulled the quilt to her lips, and stared at him with dark eyes.

  Xi Mo straightened his slightly messy clothes, and said softly, "Good night, little Wenhua."

"Good night…"

  In the future, I really can't let her drink when no one is watching. She doesn't have any guard against people, it's too dangerous.

   Yu Jinnan's exquisite heart, the room card for him is next to Wen Hua's room.

  The next day he knocked on her door, but no one answered.

   It's already this point, but she can sleep.

  Last night, he carefully took away her room card, and inserted the room card into the electrical outlet. The room was lit up instantly, and the person on the bed had messy hair covering half of his face, and was fast asleep.

"get up."

  The quilt moved.

   "The sun is drying my ass."

   "Hmm—" She hummed dissatisfiedly, turned over and continued to sleep.

  Xi Mo looked at her for a while, then sat down on the sofa.

   "Let you sleep for another 20 minutes."

  Suddenly, the phone rang suddenly, and he quickly covered the receiver to answer it, got up and went to the balcony.

   "Has Huahua woke up? Her dad is here to find her! I can't get through to her."

   It was an unfamiliar call, but the voice seemed to be her cousin.

  He paused, "Where is Mr. Wen?"

   "Uncle has already gone upstairs, and said that today he is going to take Wen Hua to pay homage to his aunt." Luo Qingyu paused for a moment, then asked probingly, "Aren't you in her room?"

   "..."

  Luo Qingyu: "..."

   "You are asking for more blessings, my uncle loves Huahua so much."

   Very timely, someone knocked on the door.

  Hung up the phone, Xi Mo went to the bed and pulled him up.

   "Your dad is here."

   "Come on, I want to sleep for a while."

  She was so soft that she didn't even open a slit of her eyes.

   "I'm still in your room," Xi Mo looked at her condescendingly, "Are you sure I'm going to open the door now?"

  The person on the bed breathed steadily, and opened his eyes after a while.

  She looked at the man's handsome face in a daze, "What are you talking about, my dad is here?"

   "No, why are you in my room!"

  The man raised his eyebrows, "The soldiers are approaching the city, and your father is right outside the door, hurry up."

  Wen Hua took a deep breath, a carp straightened up, frantically arranging hair and clothes.

  A slender and beautiful hand suddenly appeared in the field of vision. He held the bra strap with his fingertips and handed it over. He lifted his lips calmly, "Put it on."

  Wen Hua was stunned for several seconds, blushed, took the bra and went into the bathroom.

   It only took her three minutes to come out looking refreshed.

   "You go hide in the bathroom."

   "Why should I hide?"

  She wanted to cry but had no tears. "My dad will be horrified when he sees it. He will kill you. Go in and hide."

   Pushing the person into the bathroom, she adjusted her posture before opening the door.

   "Good morning, Dad."

  Wen Yousui glanced around the room, then moved to her slowly, "Why so long?"

   "Oh, I was busy brushing my teeth and spitting bubbles, and I didn't hear the knock on the door just now."

   I don't know if it's because of a guilty conscience, but Wen Wei feels that Wen Yousui's expression is a bit cold today.

   "Last night, I had a temporary business in the company and I left early. I heard that you passed out drunk?"

  (end of this chapter)