Yan Huan finished solving the three emergencies, washed her face in the bathroom, and felt more comfortable, but her head was heavy, and she wanted to sleep.

Coming out of the ladies' bathroom, a tall man walked over, Yan Huan didn't see what the person looked like, the next moment, she was about to pounce through the center of the earth, a pair of powerful arms passed through her thin waist and pulled her whole person up.

A familiar male voice with gritted teeth came from overhead, "Yan, Huan!" ”

Yan Huan's head slowly raised, and then showed a coquettish smile, grinning, two rows of neat white teeth in the two delicate red lips, "Hi," she burped, and then her voice was delicate, "You look quite familiar." ”

Lu Yuanxiao: "......"

How much did you drink this horse?!

Yan Huan continued to squint at him, her eyes couldn't open wide when she was drunk, and she was humming and chirping to leave Lu Yuanxiao, muttering, "You look so ugly." ”

Lu Yuanxiao: "......"

He drove over for half an hour, and he didn't even drink a sip of water, for fear that this dead woman would be taken advantage of, she was good, she was so drunk that she couldn't even recognize her husband, and said that he was ugly?!

Damn, no one ever said he was ugly since he was a child!

Lu Yuanxiao suppressed the anger that soared to his throat, and clamped Yan Huan's arm with one hand, "Follow me home." ”

"No return!"

Yan Huan struggled, the two of them were already close to each other, and she struggled so writhing and twisted, the bulge on her chest inevitably squeezed Lu Yuanxiao's body.

Lu Yuanxiao was already angry, but when she rubbed him like this, his Adam's apple unconsciously slid twice and swallowed.

Yan Huan was still twisting, cold, and was resisted.

This bar was opened by a friend of Lu Yuanheng, and Lu Yuanxiao used to frequent, and there was his royal rest suite upstairs.

He didn't take the elevator, he carried Yan Huan up the stairs.

Yan Huan was held on Lu Yuanxiao's shoulder, tossed and turned, so uncomfortable that he wanted to vomit but couldn't spit it out, so he could only 'woo woo' with both hands and grabbed the clothes on his back and pulled it, muttering in his mouth that he didn't know what he was talking about.

Lu Yuanxiao snorted coldly in his heart, this drunk mouth is like he can't close it, chattering.

……

Yan Huan was resisted all the way to the second floor, and the person was thrown on the soft big bed.

At this time, the strength of the wine was completely up, she felt hot, her head was dizzy, and she rubbed a few times on the big bed, and the heat on her body did not slow down at all.

"The heat is dead ......"

After Lu Yuanxiao threw Yan Huan on the bed, he turned around to pour water to drink, and when he turned his head after drinking the water, what he saw was Yan Huan humming in his mouth, while unconsciously tearing the skirt on his body with both hands.

Yan Huan's fair face had a pale pink flush, she felt that her mouth was so dry at this moment, and the heat wave emanating from her body made her want to cry uncomfortably.

Lu Yuanxiao listened to the sweet and soft sound coming from that little mouth, the 'hot' sound, as if it would be contagious, and he also felt hot.

Yan Huan forgot that there was another person in the room at all.

The tight-fitting skirt was originally a V-neck, she grabbed the collar and pulled it, the skirt was loosely pulled by her, Yan Huan still didn't know it, because of the heat, Yan Huan's original humming slowly turned into a low-moaning sound.

The low voice had a magic that made people blush and heartbeat.

The voice was soft and charming, Lu Yuanxiao rushed up to his lower abdomen with a burst of blood, and saw that most of the skirt on Yan Huan's body was ripped off by her.

Lu Yuanxiao closed his eyes for a moment, he pressed down the hot air that was surging up, and walked over.

As soon as the long arm stretched out, he was just about to pull the quilt over and cover Yan Huan, when he was cold, a small hand with a hot temperature suddenly grabbed his hand.

Looking down, Lu Yuanxiao met Yan Huan's misty eyes.

And, she opened her mouth with an aggrieved voice, "Husband, why don't you touch me?" ”

“……”

Lu Yuanxiao's good-looking peach blossom eyes picked at the end of his eyes, there was depression and shock in his eyes, and before he could speak, Yan Huan took his hand and touched it to his chest, and chirped, "Look, I'm not small, it's really not ......small."

Lu Yuanxiao suddenly remembered that this girl had been remembering the time at the police station, what he said casually, and deliberately angry with him.

When his palm touched her skin, Lu Yuanxiao stiffened for a moment, looked at his wife on the big bed, whose face was slowly reddening, and then rolled his Adam's apple fiercely......