Getting drunk on marriage: Domineering president, please take over

Chapter 4

"Woman, it's your good fortune to be with me," Han Sicheng pinched Su Man's chin, his bewitched eyes, rouge flush, and charming red lips all made people raise the hidden evil in his body.

"Get out of the way," Suman's voice was a little soft, his legs were like a ball of cotton, weak.

Being rejected by the woman again, Han Sicheng felt a little displeased, and said coldly, "As long as you can get out of this door, I will let you go!"

Suman's head became more and more dizzy, and the restless blood in her body made her very uncomfortable.

Suman stood up unsteadily, staggered forward, his eyes full of stubbornness, and walked towards the door step by step.

A strong anger rose in Han Sicheng's black eyes.

The woman's figure clearly appeared in Han Sicheng's mind, and the woman's beautiful face became more impetuous.

Suman reached out and touched the slightly cool doorknob. The coldness of the metal made the burning heat in her heart relieved for a bit. She couldn't help letting out a deep sigh from the bottom of her heart. She pressed her body against the door and paused slightly. Biting her lips tightly, the pain in her mouth made her wake up for a moment.

Pushing hard with his hand, he finally opened the door and stepped out.

Seeing this, the man suddenly raised his leg and kicked the crystal glass table hard. There was a loud crash, and the crystal table cracked in response, and glass shards fell all over the ground. Looking at the place where the woman disappeared, he ruthlessly He said harshly, "I don't know what's good or bad."

Before the words were finished, the man hurried to the door, opened the door, and looked for the figure of the woman, but he did not expect that the woman had disappeared in just such a short time.

Thinking of the woman's situation, Han Sicheng immediately started looking for her. After a few minutes, he couldn't find the woman. He suddenly thought that she might be being bullied by a group of men, or a few wretched men, and became even angrier.

"damn it!"

Han Sicheng took out the phone from his bag and asked his subordinates to find her back.

Han Sicheng sat quietly in the private room, the coldness exuding from his body was as cold as water. Minutes passed, and he still didn't smell a single movement. Unable to restrain his anger, he stretched out his hand and punched the wall hard. His slender fingers A smear of bright red blood seeped from the joints, but he didn't notice it.

Half an hour later, Han Sicheng's men returned to the box with their heads down. There was no woman in sight. With a wave of his hand, the phone landed on the tattooed man's head. There was blood left on his head, but he didn't dare to reach out to wipe it off, and everyone was silent.

At this time, Suman's arm was tightly pinched, and she didn't know where she was. It was just that her body was pushed by an external force, and she didn't know where she hit it. She just felt turned upside down.

She couldn't distinguish her ambiguous mind, she just felt her body sinking, and there seemed to be a cold snort coming from her ear, and she was dragged away.

The man frowned, looked indifferently, and tightened his hands a little.

Today, he had a party with his friends, had three rounds of drinking, went to the bathroom, and came back with a drunken woman in his arms. He pushed the woman away. When he saw that face, he suddenly remembered that night, with thick eyebrows. With a frown, the thin lips were tightly closed showing a bit of displeasure.

After a while, the woman posted up again, and he saw that the woman had been drugged.

The man's face sank, he dragged the woman and headed straight for the elevator.

On the top floor, in the VIP lounge of Imperial City No. [-], the door was kicked open with a bang, with golden decorations and luxurious accessories.

The man dragged Suman into the room, kicked the door behind him, dragged the woman into the huge bathroom, and threw the woman to the floor.

The cold tiles made the woman let out a satisfied sigh, she couldn't help but rubbed on the floor a few times, her red face showed a hint of satisfaction, her red tongue stuck out a little, and licked her lips.

The man's throat tightened, his eyes deepened.

"damn it!"

The man unbuttoned his neck, revealing his bronzed and powerful skin, pulled the woman with his big palm, let go of the cold water, and poured it on the woman's head.

Suman trembled all over, and her vision regained a little clarity. After a while of rotation, her vision became clear. The light and shadow shone on the man's tall and long body. She couldn't see the man's face clearly. She just felt oppressed. She opened her eyes wide, It was only vaguely visible, the man's tightly closed thin lips, high nose bridge, and his arrogant attitude.

"Why am I here?"

The man didn't answer, but kept pouring cold water on the woman.

"I don't like drunk women, are you sober now?"

The man's voice was deep, with a hint of displeasure.

"I'm leaving," Suman staggered to his feet.

"The interest is aroused, and you must be responsible to the end,"

As soon as the man finished speaking, a pair of big palms clasped the woman's waist.

Suman was dizzy for a while, and then his lips were grabbed by the man domineeringly and forcefully.

The lips and teeth were pressed tightly, and there was no room for resistance at all.

The whole person is controlled by drugs, turning against customers, changing from the calmness of the past, and becoming hot and fierce.

She gnawed and bit, bringing blood to the man's thin lips, and aroused the man's desire to conquer.

(End of this chapter)