President Fu's new wife

Chapter 144 The Wedding Night Pretending to Be Drunk (1)
"Zhuo Xing, I'm just here to send my blessings, I'm leaving right away!"

Ling Yue said, Zhuo Xing smiled, but did not hold back.

On such an occasion, Zhuo Xing felt really awkward if she was added.

But if someone wanted to keep her, Zhuo Xing thought he would not refuse.

But Fu Zhi didn't keep her, Ling Yue glanced at Fu Zhi, seeing Fu Zhi's eyes drooping and not speaking, he smiled: "Then you guys have fun!"

Zhuo Xing looked at Fu Zhi, and Fu Zhi lowered his eyes in a relaxed state that had nothing to do with me.

Yan Lian was still standing by the side, looking at the woman walking out, he suddenly felt that Ling Yue had finally come back to life with a new look, which is very good.

But are the couple too ruthless?

Yan Lian couldn't help glaring at the two of them after Ling Yue left.

Fu Zhi started to drink a few cups and drank quite violently. Xiao Xing was shocked but couldn't stop her. She was also poured two cups. Fortunately, she didn't fall down because of the medicine before.

but then……

He was actually drunk, when Xiao Xing caressed him to get on the elevator: "Be careful!" He thought that he probably drank too fast at the beginning, otherwise he wouldn't have drank those few glasses of wine until he wanted to vomit.

But before the elevator doors closed, she realized that she was thinking too much.

How could Mr. Fu, who has a good capacity for alcohol, be overwhelmed by a few glasses of wine? Before the elevator door closed, the tall figure forced the frail bride to the wall of the stairs, and even her breath smelled of alcohol. It was too late to escape, the strong smell shot up his throat.

His thin lips, full of alcohol, oppressed her.

The so-called drunk...

I just felt that my heart almost jumped out, but it was blocked in my throat, and it was difficult to breathe smoothly. There was a coldness behind my back, and I felt that my skin was so painful that it was about to split.

The sight in front of him flickered, then completely darkened.

During the time when the elevator was leading to the upstairs suite, he was like a fisherman, baited so well that the fish was easily hooked, and then struggling desperately was useless.

He was afraid that if he didn't start again, this night would be wasted again. Seeing that some classmates were going to pour her alcohol, and thinking that she would get drunk after drinking, he had no choice but to make a bad plan.

So in the elevator, regardless of her drowsy head, he grabbed her and pressed her against the stair wall for a domineering kiss.

Finally remembered that it was the same as that time, he deliberately pretended to be drunk, but when he left the hotel, he suddenly acted like a normal person.

I can't wait to bite my tongue and be cheated again and again.

Is he too stupid or his acting skills are too good.

But there was no time to think about anything, he was groggy, and the only reason he had was to fight against him, but how could he defend against a man who was already taller than him and super powerful.

I felt my body getting weaker and weaker, and it was so difficult to even breathe.

As soon as the elevator opened, he almost dragged her out and walked to the room.

She almost trotted along and almost fell several times, but was firmly controlled by him.

At the door, he quickly took out his room card, and without even a chance to catch his breath, he was dragged into the room, and his whole body was pressed against the cold wall.

In the darkness, only his heavy breathing could be smelled.

Her head suddenly swelled up so much, she called him with difficulty: "Fu Zhi..."

She wanted to remind him and give her some more time.

"No more rejections tonight!"

He whispered in her ear, his voice was not high but overbearing.

Zhuo Xing knew that today was their wedding, and she really had no reason to refuse tonight.

It's just that I don't know why I'm so nervous, as if I'm about to push myself into the depths of the cliff, I don't know whether it will be a paradise or life will be worse than death.

Zhuo Xing grasped the bed sheet tightly with both hands, on the big bed, she was a prisoner waiting to be tortured.

And he is the executioner.

When she closed her eyes tightly, there was a chill on her long eyelashes.

When only his heavy breathing was heard in the huge bedroom, when she was so nervous that she couldn't help herself.

The whole space suddenly fell silent.

He opened his eyes, looked at her bright red lips, suddenly lowered his head, and kissed her gently.

"You can't be rude tonight!" He suddenly laughed lowly, and then kissed her tenderly.

Zhuo Xing froze, but only slightly opened her eyes. Feeling that the weight on her body was getting lighter, she opened them slowly.

That night, she finally admitted the fact that no matter how bad it was, they were also husband and wife, she was also his wife, and he was also her husband.

"wait for me a bit!"

When her fragrant shoulders were exposed, he suddenly said and left.

She lay on the bed and opened her eyes quietly, looking at the emptiness above her head, hearing the sound of the door being closed, her crystal eyes suddenly became clear, and she immediately got up from the bed the next moment.

He found the wine from the wine cabinet and opened it, then took the glass and quickly poured a glass.

Is this the thing she fears the most in her life?
She didn't know, but she was too nervous. She remembered the last time, at least she couldn't feel anything when she fell asleep, at least she didn't have a clear consciousness. As for the pain the next day, it felt different.

So, a large glass full of red wine was quickly swallowed by her.

It's not that she can't drink red wine, she doesn't hate the taste.

only……

When he came back with a large bouquet of bright red roses: "Baby, I'm back!"

I saw her lying quietly on the side of the bed.

She has already taken off the cheongsam on her body, and she is naked under the bed, but...

"Wife—" He suddenly had an ominous premonition, could this woman be asleep?

At such a critical time.

"Zhuo Xing?" He called again, and she lay there motionless.

No matter how charming her figure was in the dark, he looked at the large bouquet of roses in his hand, then walked slowly to the bed, sat on the edge of the bed and felt her slight breathing, and raised his eyes slightly.

On the cabinet not far away, there was an open bottle of red wine and a used red wine glass.

The black pupil instantly enlarged, and he could only feel something violently churning in his lungs.

He raised his hand again, and felt that the flower was so heavy.

He turned his head to look at her back, then leaned over and placed the flower in front of her eyes.

Throwing myself on the bed, this day, I am tired enough.

But no matter how tired he was, he still wanted to give her a better feeling tonight.

At least in retrospect, the first time the two of them were sober wasn't too bad.

But he paid so much attention to it, but she was so perfunctory.

He knew that he would be drunk if he drank alcohol, but he still drank so much on purpose.

All of a sudden, I was in no mood, and gradually fell asleep as the drunkenness came up.

I've been looking forward to it for an unknown number of days, but in the end, I still can't get what I wanted, and Mr. Fu is very upset.

In the end, all that remained in the bedroom was the sound of the breathing of the two of them, and a certain emotion in the air.

(End of this chapter)