Beware the Appearing Cute Wife!-Chapter 30 - 31
30: 31.
Can’t we just treat it as being bitten by a dog?
30: 31.
Can’t we just treat it as being bitten by a dog?
“Awake?
Good, I’ve come to take you home!”
In an instant, her eyes, blurred with confusion, flashed with brightness.
“Give me a hand!”
Chu Mucheng said, raising an arm.
Perhaps due to drunkenness, his voice was somewhat hoarse.
An Xiaoyu, seeing this, felt somewhat helpless.
This guy, doesn’t he even have the strength to get up?
Forget it, one shouldn’t quibble with a drunk, so she stepped forward, ready to give him a hand.
Just as she grasped his hand, she was suddenly pulled with great force, An Xiaoyu hadn’t even reacted before she toppled onto the sofa.
Caught off guard, she fell head-first into the sofa, and even though it was a genuine, soft sofa, she was so unprepared that she still felt dazed.
“Chu Mucheng, you bastard!”
This time, An Xiaoyu was truly angry.
But Chu Mucheng paid no attention to An Xiaoyu’s anger.
He stared at the woman in his arms, holding her as if she were a pillow, as if at this moment, she had become his possession.
Chu Mucheng brushed aside her hair, leaned close to her ear, his lips slightly curving into a smile, then whispered softly: freewebnøvel.coɱ
“I knew you wouldn’t abandon me!”
The smell of alcohol enveloped him, his intense drunkenness seemed to overtake his reason, almost using brute force to restrain her.
Perhaps prompted by the alcohol, at this moment, Chu Mucheng’s possessiveness was stronger than before.
At this moment, with An Xiaoyu right before his eyes, Chu Mucheng reached out and pinched her chin.
An Xiaoyu was utterly shocked.
In his drunken state, Chu Mucheng was so strong, she couldn’t break free at all.
In her frantic confusion, suddenly, Chu Mucheng’s head tilted, his head drooping down.
An Xiaoyu opened her eyes and saw that devilish face.
It was Shen Yufeng.
This guy had actually followed her inside?
An Xiaoyu realized, it was Shen Yufeng who had knocked Chu Mucheng out with a karate chop just now.
Shen Yufeng’s eyes flickered with intense flames.
An Xiaoyu could tell, he seemed…
angry.
“Absolutely useless!”
Shen Yufeng said, snorting coldly, he dragged Chu Mucheng away and tossed him aside.
An Xiaoyu regained her freedom, took a deep breath, quickly got up, and patted Shen Yufeng’s shoulder.
“Thanks!”
Shen Yufeng’s expression darkened even more.
“An Xiaoyu, if I hadn’t come today, you wouldn’t even know how you might have died!”
An Xiaoyu felt somewhat guilty, but Shen Yufeng’s savior-like attitude still slightly hurt her pride.
The embarrassing scene witnessed by Shen Yufeng already made her feel humiliated, yet this guy even mocked her…
An Xiaoyu’s pride was a little bruised: “It’s just like being bitten by a dog, no big deal, right?”
“You…”
Watching her dismissive attitude, Shen Yufeng’s eyes became even more sharply intense, the profound darkness in his gaze like a gash through the murky night.
Almost in an instant, he suddenly pulled An Xiaoyu into his arms, his lips coming down.
An Xiaoyu was completely stunned.
Because of the shock, her mind went blank, she instinctively tried to struggle, but her hands were restrained and her waist was encircled by his embrace.
His arms dominantly and forcefully wrapped around her, confining her within his embrace, rendering her unable to move.
She couldn’t breathe…
