Tang Yichen promised that if she dared to name other men, he would certainly strangle her to death.
He shook his head warmly and uncomfortably, struggling in Tang Yichen's palm, making him uncomfortable.
"Tang Yichen." Warmth slowly said Tang Yichen's name, broke free from Tang Yichen's hand, and leaned weakly to the side.
Tang Yichen's expression improved a little when he heard the name he wanted.
Tang Yichen got out of bed, picked up the phone on the table, and said coldly, "Bring sober soup up."
After all, hung up the phone heavily.
In less than five minutes, the maid immediately came up with the sober soup, standing at the door not daring to come in.
"Big Young."
Tang Yichen got up, walked over to pick up the bowl, waved coldly, and the maid immediately retreated.
"Get up!" Tang Yichen impatiently pushed warmth, and warmth turned around and continued to mutter.
"It's so uncomfortable, Tang Yichen, I'm so uncomfortable."
Humph, you know when you are uncomfortable to call his name, he forced her to drink so much alcohol
Lao Mao was really uncomfortable, Tang Yichen's eyes softened, and she sat on the edge of the bed with a cold face.
He put the warmth in his arms and leaned on his shoulders, holding the decanting soup at the right temperature in his hands.
"Open your mouth." Tang Yichen said coldly.
If you dare to drink without drinking, what is it if you are not looking for death
Although Warmth was drunk, but subconsciously knew that this was Tang Yichen's voice, he couldn't help resisting it.
Let her open her mouth, she won't!
Anyway, in the dream, she didn't believe what Tang Yichen could do with her.
Let her open her mouth, what does this woman do to him, biting her lip
"Tang Yichen, I hate you, you know you are bullying me." Warm lips were on Tang Yichen's chest, and through the thin shirt, the warm breath fell on Tang Yichen's chest, and Tang Yichen's body couldn't help but tighten.
"Open it, otherwise I will immediately show you what bullying is."
Tang Yichen's patience was almost worn out by the warmth, and she said softly with patience.
"No!" Warm and decisively refused. She has never refused Tang Yichen so thoroughly.
Tang Yichen's eyes were cold, and he brought the soup to his mouth and took a big sip.
Aiming at the warm lips, the two lips fit tightly.
Looking at the man in front of him warmly and forced to open his mouth, he felt something flowing into the fat man, which was very cool.
At the corners of the two of them, there was less than sober soup flowing down, and the scene looked very charming.
"Ahem."
I swallowed too quickly, the warmth was choked, and I coughed violently.
"Tang Yichen."
The warm bird hugged Tang Yichen's neck like a human. This subconscious movement made Tang Yichen's body stiff. Seeing her uncomfortable look, Tang Yichen couldn't be cruel to her. He pulled the paper towel and gently wiped the corners of his mouth with warmth.
Warm drank a big sip of the sober soup, his eyes gradually clear, and he was confused to find that he was holding Tang Yichen's neck, but he didn't have the energy to struggle.
"Are you awake?" Tang Yichen pushed aside warmly, frowning and smelling the smell of his own alcohol.
Warm sits up supported from the bed with a splitting headache, as if he was punched hard by someone.
"Tang Yichen, did I just say something? Or did I do something?"
Warmly and nervously asked Tang Yichen, she must have done something, otherwise how could Tang Yichen be such a face.
Tang Yichen glanced indifferently with a warm look, coldly retracted his gaze, and unbuttoned his shirt.