Chapter 97

Qin Mu's drinking capacity can be said to be good. He was in a bad mood tonight. After drinking a lot of wine, he was drunk.

After shouting for a while, I fell back to sleep in the back seat.

When Yan Lishu picked her up from the back seat, Qin Mu hummed, but he didn't resist at all.

Instead, the weak body is very clever to rub against his arms.

Yan Lishu recalled the scene that Qin Mu had been sleeping on Yan Xun, and the anger came up again. The little girl was in debt.

Yan Lishu carried her into the bathroom and mercilessly threw her into the cold bathtub.

This bathtub is no softer than the leather sofa. Qin Mu's bones hurt when he smashed them.

"What a pain!" Qin Mu subconsciously called pain, touching the pain of being smashed fart - share.

Open your eyes, the bright light on your head is dazzling, and subconsciously put out your hand to cover your eyes.

Pointing to the light in the seam, the man's dark face appeared in her vision, unable to see each other's facial features clearly, "who are you?"

Qin Mu's body couldn't stop softening. She was lying on the wall of the bathtub, holding on to the man's trouser legs with her hands. Instead of the man's big legs, Qin Mu crumpled the man's expensive trousers.

Yan Lishu crouches down, holds Qin Mu's jaw in his tight fingers, and raises it up, "don't even know me?"

Qin Mu was forced to look at the man in front of him with his chin on his chin. His thick eyelashes fluttered gently and his head tilted to look at the man in front of him? Yan Lishu, why are you here! "

"Very well, you seem to remember me!" The man's face was not so gloomy at last, but Qin Mu's words made his face dark again.

Qin Mu shook his head and murmured to himself, "no, you are Yan Xun. How can Yan Lishu be here?"

She should be drinking with Yan Xun at the moment.

"It seems that you need to be sober to know me!"

Yan Lishu's face is extremely ugly. The edges and corners of his side face are tight. He is angry and angry.

Tear apart Qin Mu's hand, "do you take off the clothes yourself or I will take them off for you?"

Qin Mu is in a half dizzy and half awake state. Hearing the man's question, he looks at him in confusion, "why do you take off your clothes? It's so cold!"

Yan Lishu grabs Qin Mu's wrist, pulls off her coat, takes off rudely, and throws it aside.

Qin Mu didn't struggle until Yan Lishu took the shower and the cold water fell from his head.

The cold water froze her a spirited, closed eyes open, the bathtub of her random struggle, "so cold, help!"

Yan Lishu had been ready for her. She held her small hand, poured cold water down her head, and soon wet her clothes.

She was wearing a white shirt, which was moistened and pasted on her skin. The white shirt became transparent and vaguely saw the original color of Qin Mu's skin, as well as the set of black inner clothes, and more importantly, the sense of sex. It was exposed in front of Yan Lishu.

Qin Mu woke up a lot and saw that the man in front of him was Yan Lishu. He grabbed his wrist and said, "three uncles, help me, there is water, there is a lot of water!"

Yan Lishu originally wanted to teach Qin Mu a lesson, but her reaction was not right and she seemed to fall into the shadow of falling into the water in the Chu family.

As soon as Yan Lishu released Qin Mu and turned off the shower, the little woman's cold body was pasted soft.

"It's so cold, uncle!"

Qin Mu's hands tightly clasped the man's neck and said with trembling in his ears.