Ice Husband, Marry Me

Chapter 221: Love debts still need to be paid

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Amelia returned home in horror. There was no one at home, and a note was left on the table. My father and mother actually won a prize when shopping in the mall. They went to Hawaii for a seven-day trip. Because Shu Yuliang had only two tickets, he didn't tell her, they packed up their things and set off.

"What kind of parents are you, leave the children behind, and run out to play by yourself, I'm broken in love, broken in love, who can comfort me." Ai Mi'er cried.

Amelie went to sleep with her head covering her head. When she woke up, it was already dark. Outside the window, neon lights were flashing, and the dazzling nightlife began.

"Yes, I can go to the bar, get drunk, wake up as if everything is a dream, and start my life again. Lin Haozhe, go to death, I will let you know that giving up on me is the best in your life The biggest mistake," Amel said.

Not only did Ai Mier not drink enough, but she also had no wine. When she got drunk and went crazy, she felt like Lin Haozhe, seeing all the men. All the men in the bar were scolded by her.

She didn't know how she left the bar, only that someone gently hugged her and left the bar. She heard cheers and whistles coming from the bar.

In the luxury suite of the hotel, Ai Mi'er drunkly lay on the windowsill, admiring the beautiful night view of the city. The man turned the light to dim and the atmosphere became ambiguous.

Ai Mi'er turned her head, her eyes blurred-looking at the man in front of her. This man was a bit familiar, but she didn't remember where she had seen it. She knew that she was not Lin Haozhe, who was not as tall as Lin Haozhe.

He stepped forward and stretched out his hand to pull her curled up on the window sill, where she stayed still. He pulled her hard, pulling her up forcibly, and unexpectedly tore the rope of her bow-shaped suspender skirt, her skirt slipped down instantly and fell to the ground.

His breathing became sharp, and his Adam's apple moved. He looked at Amel in amazement. She was really bold. She didn't wear a bra. Did she forget or deliberately

"He doesn't want me, he doesn't want me..." Amelie said and cried.

"He doesn't want you, I want you." He gently embraced her in his arms, he bit her shoulder lightly, and slowly moved his hands up from the waist, gently caressing.

He picked her up, lay it flat on her body, and kissed every inch of skin on her body. She lay there quietly, her beautiful eyes slightly closed, and she felt her whole body fluttering as if she was about to fly.

Amelia was dragged to the edge of the bed, and she reacted. Only then did she realize that it was too late to resist.

I highly recommend Wei’s complete works "Good Morning to the Chief", "The President's Little Lolita", "Tyrant, Don't Come Over", and "The Princess To Be Married"