Quick Wear: The host is a jerk again and runs away

Chapter 422: Revenge of the Republic of China 10

Seeing this, Xueyi had an idea and poured Fu Wanyi another full glass of wine.

"Come, drink with me." As she said that, she raised her glass and clinked it with Fu Wanyi's, and then they both raised their heads and drank at the same time.

In the end, both of them were drunk and sat very close to each other on the sofa. Fu Wanyi was dizzy and lay in Xueyi's arms, with their postures ambiguous.

He looked at Xue Yi's delicate face which was so close to him. He was drunk and his heart beat faster. He looked up as if possessed by a ghost, wanting to kiss those tempting red lips.

However, just as his lips were about to touch Xue Yi, the boy suddenly stopped.

He stared at the girl blankly, the confusion and drunkenness in his eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by a trace of clarity and regret.

He sat up suddenly and shook his head vigorously, trying to wake up.

He couldn't do that. He couldn't take advantage of someone's misfortune.

Fu Wanyi struggled to stand up, but the alcohol made his legs feel as heavy as if they were filled with lead.

He held the sofa with one hand and tried to pull Xue Yi up with the other hand, but their bodies accidentally stuck together and their mouths were facing each other.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze.

Fu Wanyi's eyes widened and his heartbeat instantly accelerated. He could clearly feel Xue Yi's soft lips pressing against his own, with a faint aroma of wine and the sweetness of a young girl.

Xue Yi was also stunned. Her originally tipsy eyes became even more blurred. The breathing of the two people intertwined, and the air was filled with the faint aroma of wine and an ambiguous atmosphere.

I don't know how, but as we kissed, things got more and more out of control.

The two went to the suite on the upper floor of Genting, which provides accommodation services.

The soft kiss carried the intoxicating aroma of wine, and Fu Wanyi felt that he seemed really drunk.

Xue Yi put her arms around his neck and they kissed passionately, creating an ambiguous atmosphere in the room.

At the critical moment, Fu Wanyi struggled to sit up, held down her hand that was reaching down, shook his head, and said in a hoarse voice: "No..."

"Wanwan, we can't go on..."

She asked with misty eyes, "Why?"

The boy leaned over and solemnly kissed her on the forehead: "We don't know each other well enough, it's too fast."

"Wan Wan, this kind of thing should be saved for the wedding night."

"good……"

He touched her head and rubbed it soothingly, then stood up and went into the bathroom.

The cold water dripped on his body, causing Fu Wanyi to shudder. Although it dispelled some of the heat from his body, his heart could not calm down.

What happened to him?

Over the years, I have met many women, but none like Zhang Shuwan.

Just one glance, just that one glance, the day she came back with her uncle, his heart began to beat wildly uncontrollably.

There seemed to be a kind of magic about her that was irresistible, and her scent also surrounded him tightly, leaving him no way to escape.

"Zhang Shuwan..." He murmured these three words, but he had already made the decision in his heart.

He wants to marry her.

After the two of them had spent some time together and knew each other well enough and were sure of their feelings, he told his uncle that he wanted to marry her.

If Xue Yi knew what Fu Wanyi was thinking, she would probably sigh again.

Silly child, the person you want to marry is your future cousin's wife.

Fu Xicheng would never agree to it.

The two did not return home all night and slept in their clothes.

So when they returned to Fu's house for lunch the next day, Fu Xicheng looked very cold and stared at the two of them solemnly, "Where did you go yesterday?"

He was clearly asking them, but his eyes were staring straight at Xue Yi, making her feel creepy.

This was the first time that she felt such oppression from a man other than Shi Yuan.

Fu Wanyi didn't have any good intentions, but in order to protect Xueyi's reputation, he still said, "We went to Genting, drank too much and it was too late, so we each got a room and rested there."

"Uncle, I was wrong. I shouldn't have taken Wanwan out all night. I won't do it again next time."

Ah.

Still want a next time?

Fu Xicheng sneered and smashed the ashtray in his hand to the ground, fragments flying everywhere. Fu Wanyi hurriedly stood in front of Xue Yi.

The ceramic fragments scratched the back of the man's hand, leaving a bloody mark.

The man just stared at her coldly, his eyes dangerous and chilling: "Zhang Shuwan, come here."