The sweet wife is too sweet: Husband, do you want a hug?

Chapter 393 Breaking Into His Room (3)

Helping him into the elevator, she only knew that he lived on the 18th floor, not which room he lived in.

On the eighteenth floor, she helped him go.

"Which room do you live in?"

The man with one arm on her shoulder raised his eyelids and glanced at her lazily, "The room is stuck in his trouser pocket."

Tang Xinyan twisted her beautiful black eyebrows, "You take it out and give it to me."

"..."

After she finished speaking for a while, the man ignored her.

Seeing that he had closed his eyes again, as if he was about to fall asleep, Tang Xinyan glared at him angrily.

He didn't move, so she had to take it herself.

After helping him to the wall and making him stand still, she stretched out her little hand and reached into his left trouser pocket.

Even through the fabric of the trousers, she could feel the scorching temperature and firm strength of his thigh, and her fingertips trembled.

Taking a deep breath, she fumbled deep into her trouser pockets.

Out of panic, accidentally.
She quickly withdrew her hand in fright.

The fair and pretty face was stained with a little blush, she looked at the drunken man with his eyes closed leaning against the wall, bit her lip, and continued to reach into his right trouser pocket.

When reaching out to touch the room card, even though she was careful and careful.

How long has this man been hungry?

In the swimming pool, didn't he disregard her wishes and kill her?
Why is he still so dissatisfied?
She didn't do anything, but accidentally touched it when she was taking the room card.

If Xu Yingying took a shower and gave him a hand.
Thinking of such a scene, she felt overwhelmed.

Finally finding the room card from his right trouser pocket, she let out a long sigh of relief.

Seeing the room number on the room card, she put his arm on her shoulder again.

Mo Chiwei didn't dare to put all his weight on her. He looked down at the little woman who was supporting him forward, and he took a deep breath.

In the air, there seemed to be a faint fragrance from her body after bathing.

The color in his eyes became thicker and deeper.

He had no resistance to her touch.

Probably in her heart, he is a wolf who can't eat enough!
Tang Xinyan swiped the room card and helped Mo Chiwei onto the bed.

Although she didn't make much effort, there was still a thin layer of sweat on her forehead. She raised her hand to wipe it away, and then bent down to take off his leather shoes and socks for him.

Went to the bathroom to wet the towel and wiped his face and hands.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, watching him with his eyes closed and frowning, she raised her slender hand and gently stroked his brow, "What should I do to you?"

Obviously wanted to let go, but was so reluctant.

Seeing him with other women made her jealous, uncomfortable, and frightened.

However, she couldn't pass the hurdle in her heart.

Her eyes gradually flushed, and the orange light fell on the man's three-dimensional and deep handsome face, which was cold and profound. When she looked closely, she was a little thinner than before, and the lines of her face were more distinct and resolute.

A light stubble grew on the chin, lazy and sexy.

Her gaze was fixed on his tightly pursed thin lips.

Looking at him like this, the reluctance in my heart became stronger and stronger.

She bit her lips, and said in a hoarse and trembling voice, "If our family didn't go bankrupt and my father was still alive, how great would it be?"

But in this world, there is no if.

No matter how much she cared about him and how much she loved him, she couldn't forgive what he had done.

She won't, and neither will Mom.

She and he have no future.

After covering him with the quilt, she forced herself to get up.

However, as soon as she turned around, her slender wrist was grabbed by his warm palm.

There was a 'click' in her heart.

Turn back and look at the man.

He opened those deep eyes, probably because he was drunk, the pupils were still a little distracted.

Tang Xinyan opened her mouth. Just as she was about to speak, she heard him say drunkenly, "Mrs. Mo..."

Rusha's voice is extremely seductive.

Tang Xinyan, "..."

"I'm going to find the hotel staff to come and help you."

"Mrs. Mo."

Tang Xinyan thought that Xu Yingying had helped him into the room before, and she said grimly, "As long as I help, why did you enter Xu Yingying's room?"

He looked at her in confusion, "What Xu Yingying?"

Tang Xinyan patted her forehead with the other hand that was not held by him. What reason is she talking to a drunk?
"Mrs. Mo, help me change my clothes..."

Looking at his dark eyes as deep as the night sky, she once wondered if he was really drunk.

When she looked over carefully, his eyes were slightly smoky and hazy again, and he was not very sober.

She really didn't know, whether she should believe it or not, he was sincere to her!

She asked him why he let her family go bankrupt, but he refused to tell her the reason.She doesn't believe in business competition.

Is there competition to the point where her father needs to beg on his knees?

"Mrs. Mo, come back to me, huh?"

Looking at his angular handsome face, she sighed lowly, "Mo Chiwei, we can't go back, can we?"

"Mo Chiwei, tell me, why did you let our family go bankrupt? Why did you let my dad kneel before you and beg you?"

Mo Chiwei sighed inwardly.

This little fool thought he was drunk and tried to trick him.

It's not that he doesn't say it, but that he can't.

It would be good for him to bear the heavy and painful past by himself.

She knew it and would break down.

Before the child was born, he dared not take risks.

He stroked her long curly hair with his big palm, stroking it gently with his long fingers, "I miss you very much these days."

Tang Xinyan looked at his bottomless dark eyes, she didn't know whether he heard her question or didn't—

Originally, he wanted to talk to him, but it seems that he didn't want to tell her the truth when he was drunk.

There was a strong sense of powerlessness in the body.

Sometimes people are like this, the more they have no way to know, the more they want to know.

But he refused to tell her, and she couldn't force him.

She believes that one day, she will know.

"You rest, I'm leaving."

(End of this chapter)