When I arrived at Xuanfu, it was completely dark.

Mo Beichen pushed open the door and walked in, and found that there was no sister-in-law Qing in the living room, let alone Hyun Junhao.

I can't help but secretly rejoice, and my footsteps have been released a lot.

I walked to the kitchen and looked around, but I didn't see the shadow of Sister-in-law.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law-"

Where have you been? I went upstairs and searched for it again.

No.

After thinking about it, he planned to put his clothes in the changing room, so he turned back and prepared to go downstairs, but he accidentally collided with a tall figure.

"Yes... Not great. Before I saw the person in front of me, I had already subconsciously apologized.

Mo Beichen was also not lightly injured by this collision, and rubbed the corner above his forehead painfully.

But I never thought that there could be a man who was tall and in and out of the main building of the Xuanfu at this time?

Putting down the hand that was covering his eyes, he finally realized that it was Hyun Joon-ho!

"I... I'm here to return things, I'll leave immediately!" Mo Beichen saw that his face didn't seem to be very good, and hurriedly bypassed the gap around him, preparing to go downstairs.

"Who allowed you to leave!"

At the moment when Mo Beichen passed by him, the man's low, resentful voice sounded above his head, and at the same time, she was dragged by a huge force.

Mo Beichen's back was slammed against the wall, and the pain instantly spread throughout his back.

This man's temper is really unpredictable, he doesn't want to see her, he has already said that he will leave immediately and will not give up.

"What are you doing?" Mo Beichen scolded while rubbing his back.

"Don't leave, I won't let you leave, you... Do you know?" his voice lowered significantly, and instantly softened, and his dark eyes were full of flickering tenderness.

I just feel that something is wrong!

His tone, his eyes, all... This doesn't seem to be the Hyun Joon-ho she knows.

But I didn't think about it that much.

"I'm going home. Mo Beichen tried to break free from the man's hand.

"Go home, where are you going home, this is your home!" he gently tugged at the corners of his lips, and the smile in his eyes was intoxicating for a moment.

He's going to smile at her? She's not going to be dazzled, is she?

Before she could pull away from such a charming smile, the man's tall body had already fallen towards her.

Immediately, I smelled a strong smell of alcohol, which rushed into my nose.

"Have you drunk?" Mo Beichen asked reluctantly holding the man's body and pretending to be calm.

Because I went to worship my deceased parents today, I was in a bad mood, so I went to buy and got drunk all day?

"Liar!"

While Mo Beichen was still thinking, Hyun Junhao suddenly shook off her hand again, and then pinched her shoulders.

Pressed her against the wall, her tone instantly became cold and fierce, "All ** liars!"

Swindler?

She didn't lie to him.

"You... Are you okay?" The gloom in the man's eyes made Mo Beichen suddenly have a bad premonition, but he still pretended to be calm and asked.

The man stared deeply at her for half a second.

Suddenly, her lips were covered, and the smell of alcohol quickly spread in her mouth.

Mo Beichen couldn't make a sound, and his face instantly turned pale because of the lack of oxygen.

The last remaining sanity seemed to lose control under the influence of alcohol, and his wide palms stroked all the way, a thin white undershirt wrapped around her delicate body, the neckline had spread out, revealing creamy skin, and his lips began to move downward.

No..."Finally, she took a breath of fresh air.

Not here.

"Joon-ho,......" Her words were staccafra, revealing uneasiness and trepidation.

There was no superfluous emotion in the man's gradually darkening eyes, as if there was only coldness and complaint.

Mo Beichen couldn't do anything, and his eye circles suddenly became a little pantothenic.

Hyun Joon-ho paused suddenly. "Go back to your room, right?"

Without waiting for her to speak, the man half-squinted his drunken eyes and picked her up at once.

Hyun Joon-ho leaned down and leaned into her ear, his dark eyes full of mixed emotions.

"Where I am, it's your home. Have you forgotten? How can you easily forget what you said?"

What did she say? She didn't say anything!

Or, who did he take her for?

......

A few hours later, the man's wine seemed to wake up, and he couldn't help frowning, and the pain in his back that seemed like a fingernail cut made him more sober.

Looking at the woman next to her, her long black hair was messily scattered behind her head, some mixed with sweat stuck to her delicate, white and red cheeks were full of sweat, and her eyes were red like a rabbit.

The man cursed fiercely in his heart.

It's all Yi Zetian's damn guy, knowing that he is in a bad mood and desperately persuading him to drink.

How could he be involved with this damn woman?

White sheets, spotlessly clean.

Hyun Jun-ho's eyes were completely clear, and there was a trace of imperceptible emotion.