CH 193

A Villainess Needs to Have the Ability of a Villainess Chapter 193

The Voice Full of Intoxication (5)

“Hello, President Wen. What a coincidence.”

Wen Yu raised her eyes, it turned out to be Huo Yan.

“Hello, why didn’t I see you inside just now?”

Huo Yan smiled and said, “My agent and I arrive late. We just arrived. By the way, President Wen, how is your leg?”

Wen Yu shook her head politely. “It’s healed, thank you.”

“That’s good.”

Wen Yu and Huo Yan were not familiar with each other. After a few simple sentences, she was about to go back, but suddenly received a WeChat message from Jiang Yuhe.

[Where did you go?]

Wen Yu sent back: [Went out for a breather.]

When she returned to the scene, the reception was almost over, and everyone was saying goodbye to each other.

Tang Huai told Wen Yu. “President Jiang just came over to look for you. He said for you to go to the parking lot first and go back with him later.”

Wen Yu nodded while looking for Jiang Yuhe’s figure in the hall, only to see him shaking hands with the foreigner woman from just now.

The jealousy that was finally suppressed came back up suddenly.

After waiting in the parking lot for almost 20 minutes, Jiang Yuhe appeared.

When the car curtain was pulled, he wanted to hold Wen Yu’s hand initially, but Wen Yu avoided him.

Jiang Yuhe frowned. “What’s wrong.”

Wen Yu smelled the alcohol on him, didn’t speak, and only told Lao He, “Uncle He, drive quickly. I’m sleepy.”

Jiang Yuhe glanced at her and said nothing.

Jiang Yuhe really drank a little too much today, but these entertainment events in business were unavoidable. Since Wen Yu didn’t want to get close, he restrained his actions in the car, closing his eyes and rested.

The car was very quiet. No words were exchanged the entire way.

When they returned home, Wen Yu was still unhappy, which didn’t escape Jiang Yuhe’s notice.

He closed the door and blocked her at the door, “How are you unhappy again?”

His breath was hot, mixed with a strong smell of alcohol.

Wen Yu pushed him away and said while taking off her high heels, “Go and lie down. I will make you a cup of sobering tea.”

“Yeah.” Jiang Yuhe’s voice was very raspy, but he hugged her in his arms when he answered, “Let’s lie down together.”

“…”

Wen Yu was caught off guard. She was picked up by him barefooted in surprise, then she then pushed him after recovering. “What are you doing?”

Jiang Yuhe didn’t listen to her, went to the sofa in the living room and pressed Wen Yu under him, before asking after a while, “Why are you not happy? Tell me.”

Wen Yu was restrained by him and couldn’t move. She was anxious and annoyed. She stretched out her hand and hit him. “In your eyes, do you think I am upset? Get off. Don’t press me, let-”

Halfway through the conversation, her naughty hands were restrained above her head.

“Don’t lie to me.” Jiang Yuhe controlled her with one hand and pressed his body against her body slightly. “I watched you all night, as if I don’t know what you are thinking.”

His voice was low, the enchanting smell of tobacco and alcohol mixed with Wen Yu’s breath, making her face hot.

Wen Yu closed her mouth, feeling stubborn, met his gaze and asked, “Then what do you think I am thinking?”

Hearing that, Jiang Yuhe held himself up with one hand unhurriedly, just looked at her and said nothing.

The line of sight slowly moved down from the face, as if he was appreciating and admiring a piece of art that he owned.

Wen Yu didn’t know what Jiang Yuhe wanted to do, but this silent look was the most unbearable.

She moved twice in vain and asked unnaturally, “What are you looking at?

He said, “Looking at how jealous you are.”

“…”

Being pricked, Wen Yu’s momentum immediately weakened a bit, but she still tried to hold on. “Who is jealous? Can’t you just go to sleep if you drank too much? Don’t make up overly romantic feelings anymore.”

She was struggling to leave as she spoke, but his strength was so great that she was constantly suppressed by Jiang Yuhe and couldn’t move.

“What do you want to do?”

Wen Yu was hot and anxious to get out, so she had to repeat her tricks, “You pressed on my leg. It hurts, okay?”

Jiang Yuhe looked down at her, the meaning in his eyes was unclear. “It hurts again?”

Wen Yu pretended to be very serious. “I haven’t put on my medicine today. Quickly let go, I’m going to-”

As soon as her voice fell, a chill came quickly. Wen Yu was stunned, only to see that her long skirt was suddenly lifted to her waist. The next second-

Her injured leg was lifted by Jiang Yuhe and put it on his shoulder wantonly.

Her long white legs were slightly bent and fixed to the black shirt. The night was heavy, and the softness of a woman and the strength of the man’s shoulders still formed a strong seductive image.

Wen Yu was stunned and did not have time to react when a wet touch quickly spread to the skin of her legs.

Jiang Yuhe held her ankle with one hand and kissed the injured place on her calf with his head tilted.

Moist and warm.

Like a kiss, like a suck, like a bite.

Gentle but teasing, round and round, stirring and bombarding in the depths of Wen Yu’s heart.

Wen Yu seemed to be limp suddenly, staring blankly at the picture in front of her. All her words clogged her throat, unable to escape.

A few seconds later, the man’s drunken voice fell to her ears in a whisper.

“Will this medicine work?”