108: C108 Fu Sihan You're Drunk Ah

C108 Fu Sihan You're Drunk Ah

Yan Wanwan didn't expect Fu Sihan to come back in the middle of the night.

She also did not expect that someone would wake her up in the middle of the night to serve Fu Sihan.

When Wanwan went down the stairs, she felt that Fu Sihan was different tonight. She could not tell exactly what was different.

The man stood under the door and leaned lazily against the door frame. His light brown eyes looked like they had been washed by water. His imposing manner soared. He was arrogant and domineering without any disguise, like a midnight emperor.

It was as if even his emotions had been magnified.

Only when he got closer and smelled the strong scent of wine in the air did he realize that he had drunk a lot.

"Are you drunk?"

Wanwan was a little dizzy from the smell of wine and hesitated to help him up.

Fu Sihan blinked and looked down at the woman in front of him.

She wore a water red nightdress with a small shoulder pad on her shoulder. Her slender neck and exquisite collarbone were exposed to the air. Her waist was as thin as a willow and her arms were as white as lotus roots.

There was even a sweet scent of milk on her body.

This was the taste of her own body.

It caused one's appetite to soar.

If it wasn't for the sudden appearance of the stairs, Fu Sihan was sure that this woman would have wrapped herself tightly and met him.

She married him for money and disliked him kissing her. She was afraid that others would find out about her relationship with him and not wear a wedding ring...

Fu Sihan thought about this and his eyes darkened. His tall body pounced on Yan Wanwan's body and his strong arm rested on her shoulder.

"Help me up."

Wanwan supported him like this as if her entire body was being held in his arms. Her body was not used to it and froze on the spot. She did not dare to move at all.

She had never had such intimate contact with a man before, especially now that Fu Sihan had drunk, his male hormones had increased exponentially, giving people an infinite sense of danger.

"Fu, Young Master Fu, I have never taken care of drunk people. I have no experience..."

Drunk?

Fu Sihan had lived for 25 years and had never drunk before. He was still very sober now.

He could feel Yan Wanwan's body and voice trembling. His idle hand held her chin.

Her breathing came closer and her voice was low and hoarse. "Yan Wanwan, you are my wife."

"I..." Wanwan opened her eyes wide and her breathing froze.

"You have an obligation to serve me."

Wanwan's face turned red and she quickly lowered her head.

She hoped that what he said to serve was to take care of, not... serve.

Fu Sihan wanted Yan Wanwan to serve him. No one else dared to interfere.

"Young Madam, Young Master will have to trouble you." After saying that, Steward Lin turned around and went back to his room.

Wanwan did not know what to say. She had not seen him for a few days, but she was drunk the moment she saw him.

Fu Sihan was 1.92 meters tall and his figure was typical of being thin when he wore clothes. When he took off his clothes, he had meat. It was so heavy that every step Yan Wanwan took was extremely strenuous, especially when she went up the stairs.

She felt that she was not supporting a living person, but carrying a huge rock!

"Fu, Young Master Fu, can you hear me? Can you use some strength yourself?"

You're so heavy!

Fu Sihan looked down at her panting from the exhaustion. His mood was somehow a little bright.

First-class Garden was clearly his territory, but he actually made this woman live like a madman, and he lived in the villa outside.

He had been in an extremely bad mood these few days, and he didn't sleep well. When he closed his eyes, it was all because of this woman's refusal to him.

Wanwan carefully took every step of the stairs, afraid that she would fall.

But whatever she was afraid of would come.

"Ah - -"

Wanwan's sharp voice was heard. Her feet stepped on air and her body fell down uncontrollably.

Under the soft light, Fu Sihan suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were full of sharpness.

His long legs crossed and extended his arms to rest on top. In an instant, Yan Wanwan's body was firmly pressed onto the railing.

After escaping from this disaster, Wanwan only reacted after a few seconds.

She looked at the stairs with lingering fear. If she really rolled down just now, there was a hundred percent chance that her bones would have broken and blood would have bled.

Wanwan was just about to thank Fu Sihan, but at the same time, she was angry that he pretended to be drunk and bullied her. She looked to the side and saw that the man was still closing his eyes and bowing his back. His head was hanging down on her neck, and his hot breath seemed to be burning on her skin.

"Three, Third Young Master?"

"Third Young Master? Wake up?"

Wanwan pushed him twice, but he did not move at all.

" Are you really drunk? "

"Fu Sihan, you are not playing with me, are you?"

"Was it really a coincidence just now?"

Fu Sihan closed his eyes and listened to Yan Wanwan babbling. After the night fell, her voice was a little soft.

She thought that he was drunk and his courage had increased. He dared to call his name directly.

Fu Sihan felt that he really drank a little too much and actually felt that her calling his name was unprecedentedly pleasant.

His left hand touched her right hand. There was a ring on his ring finger, and there was a diamond on the ring.

She wore the wedding ring again.

Sensing the faint smile on his lips, he immediately returned to his expressionless face.

It must be the alcohol that caused his emotions to go out of control!

Fu Sihan wanted to hear it again, but the woman stopped nagging.2

Actually, when she was at the billiard club, she called him "Third Elder Brother" quite nice.

Wanwan carried the "huge rock" on her back to the master bedroom. Just as she was about to put him back on the bed, she accidentally tripped and fell onto the bed. "Drunk to death" Fu Sihan immediately pressed down.

The man's hot body came over through the thin pajamas. Wanwan did not dare to move at all.

The woman's fragrance attacked her facial features. Her face was pressed against the woman's delicate skin. That touch was even more comfortable than the best silk.

Fu Sihan wanted to rub it, but he did indeed do so.

His lips seemed to have not touched the woman's skin, but he actually had a kind of trembling feeling. Alcohol magnified his emotions and impulse.

Wanwan felt that when Fu Sihan woke up, he would definitely not do this kind of puppy action. At that moment, she was sure that Fu Sihan was really drunk.

Wanwan was just about to move him away when the man suddenly propped up his body.

His light brown pupils were especially deep, like an abyss and also like a storm.

The instant their bodies collided, the woman's unique fragrance attacked their facial features. Their soft bodies crashed into Fu Sihan's arms. The taut string in Fu Sihan's mind snapped with a bang.

Wanwan was shocked. Her eyelashes trembled like wings. She wanted to escape, but it was too late.

Fu Sihan held her face and kissed her without hesitation!

"Oh!"

"Fu Si - Wu!"

Wanwan struggled to kick.

The uncontrollable and unknown fear made Yan Wanwan's eyes wet.

A man was more ferocious than a beast, as if he wanted to swallow her whole.

Her senses were filled with an unfamiliar aura and the strong sense of existence of the man...

Fu Sihan opened his eyes, wanting to see her incomparably charming appearance. What entered his eyes was her frightened and panicked expression with tears in her eyes. It diluted the nervous excitement brought by the alcohol.

"What, you don't want to?"

He said coolly, his eyes filled with thick, ink-black desire.

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