Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love
Chapter 119 - 115. He wants her to be sober, sober enough to say she is willing.

Chapter 119: 115. He wants her to be sober, sober enough to say she is willing.

Her unfocused gaze found clarity, breathing softly, a smile reappearing on her face, "Does it taste good?"

Mu Jin Huan tightened his arm around the woman’s slender waist, his voice seemed infused with the rich aroma of the alcohol she tasted, low and husky, "Not bad."

Realizing the man’s action, Nan Wan’s smile suddenly froze, her fingers unconsciously clutching the man’s suit, "This is a bar."

It’s said that when a man is interested, he is not bound by the occasion or location.

She didn’t reject his intimacy, but in this kind of place, she wouldn’t...

Upon hearing this, Mu Jin Huan’s slightly closed black eyes opened, the initial agitation replaced by a chilling sharpness, with every corner of his eyes carrying a cold gleam.

Only a sheet of paper separated their lips, his indifferent voice slowly escaping, "So, Mrs. Mu knows this is a bar."

He’s angry...

Nan Wan held the man’s hand, interlocking their fingers, her body leaning forward, she nestled into him, her voice soft, "I haven’t had many drinks, really."

The warmth and fragrance in his embrace made Mu Jin Huan’s hostility dissipate slightly, his long fingers pinching the woman’s smooth and delicate chin, assertively lifting it, so their eyes could meet.

His thin lips formed a slight curve, "How many drinks? As far as I know, this kind of alcohol, a pregnant woman shouldn’t touch even a drop."

Weren’t you planning to party until dawn?

If he hadn’t come back tonight, how many people would see you in this state?

Mrs. Mu, really lacks any self-awareness.

The man’s eyes were deep as a mysterious sea, seemingly enchanted by a kind of incredible magic.

Just by making eye contact with him for a few more seconds, you’ll lose control and sink in.

Nan Wan must have drunk too much, so her words came out without thinking, "I’m not pregnant..."

Upon hearing this, Mu Jin Huan burst into a cold laugh, the dark color between his handsome brows quietly fading away.

He released the force pinching the woman’s chin, transferring his distinctly jointed fingers to her pink earlobe, using the calloused pad to gently graze it with a suggestive, provocative force.

Lowering his head, his thin lips next to her ear, voice husky, sexy to the extreme, "Then tonight, I’ll make sure you become pregnant."

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Xu Moyi thought she must be seeing things, otherwise, how could she see her always aloof sister turn into...a docile little lamb?

Her cheeks red, as were her ears, her eyes watery, her lips a bit...swollen?

My God!

Mr. Mu is indeed vigorous!

Her mind immediately cleared up a lot, standing up from the seat, she laughed awkwardly twice, "Brother-in-law, uh, this... that... I..."

Huo Yihan lazily leaned against the bar, his peach blossom eyes full of interest, casually counting the already empty bottles, "One bottle, two bottles..."

Xu Moyi didn’t hesitate to send him a cold glance.

Then, when she faced Mu Jin Huan, she instantly changed to a cute, warm, and charming expression, as fast as right-clicking a mouse to refresh.

Inched closer bit by bit, "This has nothing to do with me, I said long ago, sister is a married woman and shouldn’t come to such mixed places, but she wouldn’t listen, even threatened to death."

Zhi Mei picked up on Xu Moyi’s eye signals, her acting skills not needing any rehearsal, "Moyu and I were forced, enduring humiliation, bitter and miserable."

Nan Wan: "..."

Great, very great.

Mu Jin Huan looked down at the person beside him unable to say a word, the corners of his lips lifted in a barely noticeable arc.

He took her soft little hand as if there were no one around, calmly speaking to Huo Yihan, "I’m taking the car, you give them a ride back."

With long strides, he left the bar, leaving three onlookers staring at each other.

Xu Moyi watched their figures disappear at the bar’s entrance, slumping into the chair, her elbows on the bar, hands holding a face full of despair, "It’s over, it’s over, did you see the look in sister’s eyes? We both are surely gonna be retaliated against."

Zhi Mei, however, didn’t think so, her expression light and full of smiles, "I think the one really doomed is your sister, she’s definitely in for a harsh retribution."

Huo Yihan withdrew his gaze, naturally intercepting Xu Moyi’s wine glass, saying to Zhi Mei, "A toast to fellow comrades."

Zhi Mei felt the constant gaze deepen but didn’t change her expression one bit, picking up the glass, she clinked it with Huo Yihan’s.

She raised it, drinking it all.

Xu Moyi pouted and then, thinking of something, leaned in with a cheeky grin, "Let’s make a bet."

Huo Yihan raised an eyebrow, "Tell me about it."

Xu Moyi’s eyes filled with slyness, "I bet Mr. Mu will be the first to be tamed by my sister."