Chapter 63
"Miss Su, it seems that you hate to see me?" The man changed into a brown casual suit and sat on a luxurious sofa with a cigar between his fingertips.
"I asked my driver to pick you up, and you refused? Have you forgotten your agreement with me? β
Su Xiaoran looked at the person in front of him.
That night, when I saw him for the first time, this man had conceived a child with herself, but he was not her lover or husband, there was only a cold deal between them, and he sacrificed himself to the devil in order to save his family.
And even now, she still can't get out of his control, because she wants to see her children, how unattainable ordinary people's lives are for her, what a strange relationship!
"I'm sorry, I just want to see my kids, I just want to be quick!" She felt like she was about to lose her life, both in life and work.
He said to her, "Alright, you come - come to meβ"
Su Xiaoran lowered her head, as if she didn't hear the man's call.
"I said, come here!" Mr. Mask accentuated his tone, his tall body swaying a little, and there was already some impatience in his tone.
Su Xiaoran walked over slowly and stood in front of Mr. Mask.
She put her hands on his shoulders and leaned back, trying to escape his affection.
But how can her strength be compared to the one in front of her.
Su Xiaoran shed unwilling tears again.
She was really unwilling to abandon her dignity for the sake of her children.
She really wanted to see who this person she didn't love was, Su Xiaoran gave up resistance, and slowly moved her hand behind his ear, she wanted to find the strap behind the mask.
Just as her hand touched it, his hand suddenly pressed hers, "Don't open it, otherwise, you won't see your son!" β
"You can't see anyone!" She gritted her teeth.
"Yes, I can't see anyone!" He pursed his lips.
Pulling her shoulders and pulling with more strength, Su Xiaoran couldn't help but stumble forward, and then fell on Mr. Satan's lap.
It smells of alcohol!
He's drunk!
He hugged her into his arms, and the breath coming out of his mouth ironed Su Xiaoran's pretty face hotly, and Su Xiaoran turned his face away.
The wine in his mouth was so strong that he smoked her, and even she was a little drunk.
"Would you like some drink?" He asked.
Then he stopped the assault, he put her on the couch, stood up, walked straight to the wine cabinet, and poured two glasses of red wine.
He stood, looked at her condescendingly, and handed it to her, "Drink it, drink it to relieve fatigue!" β
But Su Xiaoran didn't pick it up, "I, I don't know how to drink-"
Su Xiaoran said a little.
But if she can really get drunk and relieve a thousand sorrows, she really wants to try the taste of drunkenness.
The man looked at Su Xiaoran for a long time, his gaze shifted from her long black hair hanging down to her body.
Her pale face was faintly flushed by his gaze, and she bit her glossy lips with her white teeth, looking timid and shy.
"Don't you know how to drink?" He cleared his throat and felt that his throat was hoarse, and his whole body began to heat up again.
He lowered his head, hid the corners of his mouth that he couldn't help but curl up, picked up the wine glass and took a big sip.
"Cough cough cough ......" Su Xiaoran was sad to death, "cough cough cough ......"
Choked on the hot foreign wine, she couldn't help coughing, and her beautiful face was also dyed with a layer of red because of the severe cough, and she lifted her little face that was choked red.
Su Xiaoran couldn't help laughing happily at this reaction, Su Xiaoran stared at his chest that was rising and falling with laughter, biting his red lip, and not saying a word.
"People who don't drink are so vulnerable! Your tiredness is self-inflicted! β
Su Xiaoran bit her lip stubbornly. Right! She brought it on herself.
Her own life should have been decided by herself. But not now!
He took another sip from his glass. He didn't force kissing her again, he just watched like this.
Su Xiaoran looked at him and saw the disdain in his eyes.
He walked over and took another glass and poured it down.
It's spicy! It's so strong!
There was another sharp cough, but as soon as the liquor was blowing, her head full of grief and hatred began to go into chaos.
This feeling is so comfortable, Su Xiaoran poured a big sip of wine again, and didn't pay attention to the smiling gaze of Mr. Satan on the side.
Until the glass of wine was drunk, her pale face gradually turned red, and she felt that her body had become lighter, which was a good feeling.
All the unhappiness flew out of the clouds.
However, her body also began to slowly and lazily lean back on the sofa: "Another drink!" β
It turns out that wine can really make people forget their worries and sorrows!
The man simply took a bottle and handed it to her.
Just as she was about to pour wine for her, Su Xiaoran snatched it and drank it directly from the bottle, and as the wine decreased, her head became heavier and heavier.
He was stunned for a moment, and then he snatched the bottle from her hand, damn woman, this is xo, she thought it was juice or soda!
I was going to kindly help her relieve some troubles and make her feel better, but I didn't expect her to drink it with a bottle!
"Give it back to me! I don't want you to care, you go! The liquor had already made Su Xiaoran delirious.
Mr. Satan narrowed his eyes and looked at the woman half-lying on the sofa, this bold woman, who had never drunk before, dared to drink so fast, so much, and was also a very strong XO!
At this moment, Su Xiaoran seemed to have forgotten a lot of troubles, drunk and hazy, eating and laughing.
Su Xiao's hair was so heavy and dizzy, and her face was so hot, holding her pretty face as red as xiaxia, she fell on the sofa.
"It's so hot! I'm dizzy! All flying! β
The clothes on her body were also torn off by her.
He was stunned and didn't move, but Su Xiaoran, who was shouting hot on the sofa, grabbed his hand, "I want my child, you give it back to me!" You devil! β
He was stunned, leaned down, and whispered in her ear: "Su Xiaoran, I will give it back to you, but I hope you don't hate me!" β
His voice wasn't hoarse, and he answered her in his own voice.
But Su Xiaoran was already unconscious, she squinted her drunken eyes, her eyes were misty like water, and she opened her eyes coquettishly and saw him take off his mask.
Vaguely, the face of the man in front of him became more and more blurred, and he slowly closed his eyes, but he faintly felt that he was like a person, the president she faced all day long - Xu Chenyao!