Qiao Yimo has been standing still, squeezing the nightgown tightly with both hands, seeming a little at a loss.
Until Chen Ma came out of the kitchen and brought a cup of sober tea.
Qiao Yimo stretched out his hand to take it, "Mother Chen, I'll just take care of it here. Go and rest."
"Good madam, you just need to shout if you have anything."
"Ok."
She walked to him with the cup, her heart shrank and she reached out and touched him lightly, "Si Nian, Sinian..."
The man lowered his eyes and didn't move.
Qiao Yimo had to sit next to him and slowly put the cup next to his mouth, softly coaxing, "This is sober tea. Open your mouth and drink a little."
Xu Ye's voice was more soothing and gentle, and the man really opened his mouth and drank half of his glass slowly.
She put the cup down and looked back at the eyes of the man who didn't know when they opened them. They were dark and deep, as if they were drunk and sober.
Her heart trembled for an instant, "Si, Sinian?"
The man looked at her for a second, his tall body suddenly covered her, and he said in a low voice, "Don't run away."
Qiao Yimo's body just wanted to move, because of these four words, abruptly froze, and he was sturdily hugged by him.
The strong smell of wine mixed with the man's hormonal breath completely enveloped her, and the strength on her shoulders seemed to be several times stronger than usual, and there was a claustrophobic suffocation.
The man closed his eyes and buried his head on her neck, his hot breath scorched her skin, causing her heart to speed up in an instant.
She bit her lip and asked softly, "Si Nian, why do you drink so much alcohol?"
"Happy." The man really answered, with a clear and strong tone.
Qiao Yimo tightened his brows and couldn't think of anything happy today. She had been upset before, and she had been sad all day, but he was drunk because of happiness.
"Are you... anything happy?"
The man seemed to be silent for two seconds before answering faintly, "It's just a normal party."
get together
Qiao Yimo thought of Pei Qian, and his true friends were only those few, besides Pei Qian, there was also Rong Feng. The three big men were drinking together, and she couldn't think of anything to be happy about.
Knowing that he wouldn't be able to explain, she didn't ask much, her little hand stroked his short hair, and she whispered: "Then you go to the bedroom to sleep or eat a snack before going to bed
"
"Qiao Yimo." The man suddenly uttered her name very clearly, raised his handsome face, his slightly blurred eyes were thick and deep, and he made a low voice, "Do you want to divorce me?"
"..."
Qiao Yimo was shocked, looking at him a little sluggishly.
Does his excitement tonight refer to divorcing her
She trembled her lips, and tried her best to say in a calm tone: "Let's talk about this when you wake up."
"I'm not drunk!" Fu Sinian suddenly squeezed her small chin, groping for the soft face, looking at her eyes with a low voice, "Answer me, do you want to divorce me?"
Qiao Yimo's lips tightened, "I don't want to."
"Why?" The man asked quickly, as if no matter what she answered, he was anxious to know the reason.
why
Qiao Yimo raised his eyes and looked at his handsome face carefully. He said he was not drunk, but it was still somewhat different from the past. She didn't know how much she told the truth tonight and how much he could remember tomorrow morning.
After hesitating for a while, she suddenly gritted her teeth and blushed, "I said I like you, would you believe it?"
His pupils were awake for a moment, and it seemed that they had not changed. There was a little blur in the darkness, and he sneered lowly, "There are a lot of women who like me, and those women outside say that they like me. It's nothing unusual."
Qiao Yimo's complexion changed slightly and became anxious, "I am different from them."
The man looked at her straight, smiling full of sarcasm, "What's the difference? People who like me, either like my face or the power of money in my hands. The only difference between you and them is that you are taken by me. Yes, are you trying to say you like my body?"
Qiao Yimo didn't answer him, but raised his eyes and stared at his face, carefully asking: "Si Nian, have you been hurt by... a woman before?"
Why are you always suspicious of women
The man opened his eyes slightly, lowered his head and sniffed the scent on her body. His head was a little dizzy. There was no question for her. He just asked hoarsely, "You are hidden by Lu Ziyanxue, why don't you want to beg me?"
Qiao Yimo was stunned, aside from looking at him, and faintly replied: "You are so busy, my business is not important."
It's not that important to him.
Fu Sinian's dark eyes looked at her motionlessly, his eyes seemed sober and chaotic, for a long while
, Sneered, "It's really annoying for you to be like this."
"Ok?"
Qiao Yimo was dumbfounded, and did not understand what he meant, and then the force on his chin was heavy, and his lips were severely blocked.
The strong smell of alcohol poured into her mouth, not like the rudeness that she had in the hospital in the morning, but it was not gentle, just amazingly powerful.
"Fu, um, Fu Si Nian, you..."
She wanted to ask if he was really drunk.
But soon his lips and tongue were cleverly hooked, and he couldn't speak at all.
The ambiguous breath quickly ignited, and Qiao Yimo was pressed by the man's tall body on the sofa, and his nightgown was torn off to reveal a large piece of white skin.
Qiao Yimo frowned and said nervously, "Si, Sinian, don't... Don't be here."
This is the living room, and the servant's room is not far from here. She will be ashamed tomorrow.
Just when she thought that a man would perform live under the stimulation of alcohol, Fu Sinian suddenly ended the kiss without warning.
He looked at her with dark eyes, a little scarlet tolerantly, but completely lost the taste of eroticism just now, and a little dark and hostile.
Qiao Yimo's heart trembled slightly, and said, "Si, Sinian..."
He wouldn't be angry because of her refusal, would he
Fu Sinian's Adam's apple rolled, his hoarse voice was extremely low, "Do you remember what I said in the hospital in the morning?"
Qiao Yimo's eyes darkened instantly, pursed his lips, and said, "Remember."
"My child, I am not following your consent, but must." The man was above her, looking at her condescendingly, with a cold and heavy tone.
"..."
Qiao Yimo's nervousness suddenly became heavier. After a long silence, she bit her lip and said in a low voice: "I see."
"what… "
As soon as the voice fell, the man grabbed her legs and slammed in. Qiao Yimo shivered and screamed subconsciously.
The man entered but didn't move immediately, holding back to the extreme, looking down at her, with a cool tone, "That's just Grandpa's wish, but I won't treat you badly, and what you want will come true."
Qiao Yimo gritted his teeth to endure the foreign body in his body. Hearing what he said, his heart was sour and sad, his eyes were reddish, and he ridiculed softly, "You are too dear to me, and what I want is always going for myself."
(End of this chapter)