To my favorite Wen Liang

Chapter 23 Drunk Huo Dongming
"Are you...Wen Liang?"

The man pushed her tall body up slightly, lowered his eyes and looked at her drunkenly, held her face in both hands, and murmured absently.

Wen Liang frowned tightly, and said: "I am Wen Liang, Huo Dongming, wake up, you, uh!"

As if he got an affirmative answer, the man leaned over and kissed her directly, covering his sweet lips, as if it was more flavorful than the watery wine he drank before.

"Huo, Huo Dongming!"

Wen Liang was angry, and there was even a trace of powerlessness in her heart, she couldn't push him away without drinking, let alone being drunk and unconscious now, this strength made her even have no chance to move at all.

Moreover, his unconscious actions could be described as brutal, his bones were almost broken.

She gritted her teeth, and pushed the man away with all her strength. She took a step back while struggling, bumped into the sofa, and both of them fell on it.

Wen Liang wanted to die at this moment, why is the sofa here?
"Hehe, I can't wait!" The man pressed her down, and suddenly laughed lowly, his drunken handsome face suddenly showed a hint of wickedness.

Wen Liang bit her lips hard, feeling fear in her heart, "Don't... Huo Dongming, you can't do this!"

"I think!" The man's heavy breath sprayed on her face with a strong drunkenness, making her head confused, as if she was drunk.

"I think!" the man whispered, his lips pressed against her ear, his voice seemed to come from his throat, with a thick hoarseness, which seemed more sexy and magnetic, and bit by bit teased the cool reason.

Wen Liang's pretty face instantly turned crimson, and she gritted her teeth and cursed: "Huo Dongming, you bastard!"

How could he...

"No, don't!" Wen Liang's sharp voice was trembling and desperate.

"Oh no!"

……

In the end, the white belly was exposed outside the window, and the irritation slowly dissipated, but Wen Liang had lost a bit of strength, and fell into a deep sleep, her little hands still tightly clutching his clothes.

The man's drunkenness has faded for seven or eight minutes, and he has gradually become sober, but he can't stop.

This woman has always been his favorite, someone he can never let go of no matter what...

(End of this chapter)