She actually made such a mistake.

Hosran stared at her with a cold breath. She might never know how beautiful she was when she was drunk with a confused and silly face.

At this moment, she also thought it through. At this time, Huo Siran sent a text message to ask her where she was. She might just take advantage of the opportunity to send her luggage to her. But she actually... held her forehead with her little hand, and her face was full of red shyness and despair.

He put away his cell phone lightly, and he said hoarsely: "Send you home."

As she said that, she was about to get up, but her slender eyelashes trembled, and she screamed as if she suddenly remembered something: "Wait,"

There was doubt in the water eyes, and she became a little bold under the burning of alcohol. She asked, "But... Chief, you should have known halfway through that that was the wrong text message. Then why - don't remind me, or transfer it to Jing Sheng?"

Why, just let the error happen?

Hosran's body, which was carrying light, froze.

The next moment, Lin Yitong knew that she was wrong. She seemed to have angered a wolf by accident.

A sneer appeared on the corner of his lips, and he said slowly: "Reminder?"

Her arms were once again domineeringly spread on both sides of her side, and a handsome face approached with a sneer: "Do you think I did it on purpose? Is this a mistake made you embarrassed? Lin Yitong, you might as well guess it boldly. I did it on purpose, even if I knew you sent it wrong, either to me, I wouldn't let it go!"

Who would be indifferent to her almost spoiled "I seem to have drunk too much, will you scold me?"

At that moment, he felt that his palms were warm, and he seemed to be able to see her charming smile.

She was a little stunned now and breathed in small mouths. Little hands were helplessly plucking the car but accidentally touched the lifting button of the car window. The window suddenly lowered and blew into the cold wind! She was so scared that she hid for a moment. Little hands quickly let go, held the seat and said tremblingly: "Go home..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt a warm and masculine aura imprinted on his lips.

Her eyes widened.

Hosran slowly leaned over and kissed her, with a hint of redness in his deep eyes. The longing that he hadn't seen in just one day was about to burn him.

"No..." She stole the breath from his kiss without any haste and slowness, and struggled and choked, "You can't do this... You told me last time..."

Relying on her drunkenness and powerlessness, he tangled with kisses bit by bit. When he heard her say the words "last time", he sneered in a pale and hoarse voice: "Yes... I don't keep my word..." So, what can I do?

Her nose felt sour and tears burst out from her eyes. When the cold wind blew when she was about to fall into his kiss, her head hurt sharply.

Hearing her muffled pain, Hosran stopped, not knowing where he touched her. He raised his eyes and saw that her brows were furrowed, and he felt dizzy and sweaty. His cold eyes trembled, subconsciously knew that it was the alcoholic momentum. He just tasted the vodka in her mouth.
Chapter completed!