C3 A Drunk Woman Was too Dangerous

Tang Ze did not dare to think about it anymore. He blurted out subconsciously and almost begged her a little bit, "Yan, listen to me. Come back to me, okay?"

This low and deep request made Shen Yan's heart shatter when she heard it. Tears welled up in her eyes and her hands tightly clenched into fists.

She told herself that she could not be soft-hearted. There was no meaning in being soft-hearted. Everything she did today was meaningless.

Moh Beichen felt the girl in his arms tremble slightly. It was so weak that if a gust of wind blew in, it would crush her.

He tightened the grip on his waist and lowered his head to whisper into the girl's ear. A warm breath gushed out of Shen Yan's ear.

"Even if you become my bride for a day, I will not allow my woman to cry."

Shen Yan's body suddenly stiffened and tears silently flowed down.

Moh Beichen turned around and faced her. He slowly raised his hand and used his thumb to wipe away the tears on her face that were caught off guard.

The man's movements were meticulous and focused. He also tucked the hair in front of her forehead behind his ear, as if he was in the room. It was as if there were only the two of them.

"You're my wife. I won't allow your tears to be left for others."

The man's deep voice sounded exceptionally clear and powerful in the quiet room. Even Shen Yan was stunned.

Tang Ze really could not bear to watch Shen Yan flirt with others in front of him.

He turned around and did not even take his hat and mask. He ran out of the room in a hurry.

The atmosphere was extremely awkward.

Everyone looked at Moh Beichen's tall background, giving off a cool breeze, but they could also see that he was incomparably gentle to Shen Yan.

Lin Han saw that the atmosphere was so awkward that everyone held their breaths, stood up and smiled to smooth things over.

"Yan, quickly bring your husband over and sit down."

At this time, the waiter lightly knocked on the door, "Can the dishes be served now?"

"Go ahead." Shen Yan and Moh Beichen sat down.

The atmosphere during dinner was very different from the usual gatherings.

Shen Yan knew in her heart that it was probably because Moh Beichen was there that there was a kind of aura on his body that seemed to be able to suppress everyone, causing people to involuntarily feel fear in their hearts.

Including her.

The smiling tiger was the most terrifying.

When eating, Moh Beichen just quietly leaned against his seat, as if he was not in the private room. Occasionally, he would pick up his chopsticks and pick up some dishes that Shen Yan could not reach.

Shen Yan really found it hard to swallow, but her intuition told her that if he did not eat the dishes that he had picked up, there would definitely not be a good result.

At the end of the dinner, Shen Yan finally let go of her courage.

One glass of wine after another, she drank up one bottle after another.

Moh Beichen looked at Shen Yan beside him. His face was flushed red and his eyes blurred. He stretched out his hand to stop her.

"You drank too much."

Shen Yan was completely drunk. She could not care so much and could not think too much. She shook off the man's hand and made a wine separation.

"Why do you care if I drink too much?"

Moh Beichen's face darkened. Everyone gasped.

What kind of show was this?

The man's expression remained the same, and he didn't show any displeasure. He got up and bent slightly, directly beating Shen Yan in his arms and then looked at the few people who were stunned by the table.

"You guys eat slowly. I'll get someone to pay for the food. If you still want to order some wine, tell the boss that the money for the wine is on me, Moh Beichen."

After saying that, Moh Beichen carried Shen Yan and walked out of the room.

Just as he left the private room, he heard an exclamation from the private room.

"Moh Beichen? The Moh Beichen from Rongsheng Group? My god, this is the first time I have seen Moh Beichen in person!"

In the car, Shen Yan was completely drunk.

Moh Beichen carried Shen Yan into the passenger seat and fastened her seatbelt before going back to the other side of the car to sit in the driver's seat.

Along the way, Shen Yan was quiet. Moh Beichen would occasionally turn his head to look at her. She seemed to be whispering something, but he could not hear her clearly.

"Urgh..."

Moh Beichen only felt that it was not good to retch a few times, but Shen Yan did not give him the chance to stop the car and directly threw up on him.

Moh Beichen even felt that she did it on purpose. Because of the wine stain, she threw up right in the middle of his lower leg.

Shen Yan's face was red and she frowned. Her almond eyes were red and she said she was sorry as she looked around.

When she found that there were tissues in the car, she took out two pieces of paper and stretched out her arm to help the man wipe them.

Moh Beichen was going crazy.

At this moment, Shen Yan's soft little hand was holding a tissue and gently wiping the stains under his body. However, underneath the stains was the beast nature that was gradually awakened.

The man's Adam's apple rolled up and down as he felt the air in the car become hot and hot.

He stretched out his hand to push the drunk Shen Yan away and said coldly, "There is no need for you. Just sit properly."

Shen Yan shook her head twice and fell asleep again.

Moh Beichen took a deep breath and used his hand to support his forehead. He actually did not want to open the window because he was afraid that she would get cold.

The car slowly drove into the legendary wealthy district of H City.

In a villa in Mansion Number Nine, a black Maybach drove into a black iron door with a silk flower embedded in it.

After circling the garden once, it finally stopped at the entrance of the milky white three-story villa.

"Young Master, this..."

Ou Rui rushed over and found Shen Yan sitting in the front passenger seat. When he opened the car door, there was an unpleasant smell in the car.

The young master who usually loved cleanliness actually did not even blink.

"Send the car to wash."

Moh Beichen gave a simple instruction and carried the drunk Shen Yan into the villa.

He opened the door and saw the noble and luxurious European style decoration. Shen Yan did not have the chance to appreciate it at all.

Moh Beichen looked at the sleepy girl in his arms. He called the female housekeeper of the villa, Mrs Yun, and helped her take a shower and change into clean clothes.

Because there was no female clothing in the villa, Moh Beichen took out a clean shirt from the closet and let Mrs Yun change into it.

After that, he walked into the bathroom and completely washed his body.

After Moh Beichen took a shower, he walked to the bedside and found that Shen Yan had disappeared. There were traces of someone sleeping on the bed and the blanket was pulled to the side.

He walked around the end of the bed and walked to the other side of the bed. He couldn't help but laugh.

Shen Yan was like an obedient little elf. She curled up on the ground and slept soundly. A pair of delicate feet were revealed under the wide shirt.

His shirt could actually make her curl up inside.

Moh Beichen shook his head helplessly. He squatted down and carried her into his arms, then put her on the bed.

"Don't go..."

Shen Yan's drunk hands suddenly climbed onto Moh Beichen's neck, and her soft little mouth came close.

Moh Beichen was pulled by her like this, and lost his center of gravity as he directly knelt on her body.

A drunk woman, the danger of temptation.

The man looked at Shen Yan with deep eyes. He did not make any extra movements. Unexpectedly, her kiss landed on his neck in a panic.

The warm breath made his lower body tighten.

She was playing with fire, did she know?

Moh Beichen frowned and raised his eyebrows. He wanted to take Shen Yan's hand off his body. However, he did not expect her to whisper softly beside his ear.

"Don't go, give it to me..."

That voice was incredibly charming, and Moh Beichen was extremely patient with it. He admitted that he had thought of her.

But was she the same as the other women who wanted to get close to him?

Did she want to?

Moh Beichen's warm face gradually turned cold. His slender fingers hooked Shen Yan's small chin, "What exactly do you want?"

"I want you..."

Shen Yan was already drunk. She was completely drunk.