Chapter 671

Night has been rich, dark blue sky with a little bit of stars.

It's nearly eleven o'clock since I came out of the hotel.

Jin Beisen drank a lot of wine and walked towards the garage with Zhou Manchun in his arms.

Yu Shen and Yu Yina followed up and helped Jin Beisen. Yu Yina asked anxiously, "sister, can you do it alone?"

"I'm fine. It's late. Go back to have a rest." Zhou Manchun nodded and smiled. He didn't know what happened to Jin Beisen tonight. He suddenly drank so much.

"Well, let's go first." Yuina said with a faint smile.

After Yu Shen drove Yu Yina away, Jin Beisen, who was still intoxicated in the last second, immediately woke up a lot. His dark eyes were like a vast sea of stars, looking at Zhou Manchun directly.

Zhou Manchun looked at him tenderly, with his right hand clenched into a fist and hammered it gently on his chest. His voice was slightly raised, and he said with a curled mouth, "are you pretending to be drunk?"

Jin Beisen took the opportunity to hold her in his arms, his long and elegant fingers touched Zhou Manchun's back, his head buried in her soft neck, and felt the sweet smell of the woman.

"I wish I was really drunk, but I can't get drunk even if I want to." Jin Beisen gave a quick smile, and yinglang's face looked like a layer of haze under the dim light.

"Then why do you pretend to be drunk?" Zhou Manchun chuckles. He feels that Jin Beisen is like a child at the moment. His feeling of being drunk or not makes people think he is cute.

"I don't know either." Jin Beisen shakes his head, and rubs his head on Zhou Manchun's neck twice, making him numb.

"What's on your mind?" Zhou Manchun said with a smile, with a touch of intoxicating pink on her delicate cheeks.

Her snow-white arm was wrapped around Jin Beisen's strong waist. Instead of loosening it, it became tighter and tighter.

"Wife..." Jin Beisen's sexy thin lips stick to Zhou Manchun's ear and whisper.

"Well, I'm here." Zhou Manchun is as gentle as coaxing children.

"Do you love me?" Jin Beisen suddenly released Zhou Manchun and stood upright in front of her. Her narrow eyes were full of profundity and looked at her.

Zhou Manchun droops his eyes and smiles. His hands are still around his waist. He slowly hooks the circle around his waist. "Why do you suddenly ask this question?"

"Because you didn't say I love you today." Jin Beisen raised Zhou Manchun's chin with one hand, lowered his head suddenly and kissed him fiercely.

Zhou Manchun smiled, his mouth slightly raised, his fingers stroked his hair, "I love you."

Jin Beisen was willing to release her. He said with a bad smile, "you say again, I didn't hear you clearly just now."

"I love you, I love you, I love you." Zhou Manchun smiles and bends her eyes. It seems that there are little stars shining in her apricot eyes.

Jin Beisen lowered his head again and pecked at Zhou Manchun's red lips. He took her hand and walked towards the hotel. He smiled vaguely and said, "we won't go home tonight. Shall we stay in the hotel?"

"Well? Why? What about the desert? " Zhou Manchun followed Jin Beisen, but he was confused.

"I'm going to Switzerland on business tomorrow, so I want to be with you tonight." Jin Beisen suddenly stopped. His voice sounded stuffy, with a heavy nasal sound.

"How can I still be like a child? So sticky. " Zhou Manchun sneers, but she doesn't mean to satirize Jin Beisen. She also likes Jin Beisen's feeling of sticking to herself.

"Xiaomo must have fallen asleep now. There is someone at home. Don't worry. Would you like to accompany me here tonight?" Jin Beisen stretched out his long fingers and pressed the elevator key. The magnetic sound sounded in the air.

"Ding", the elevator door opened.

Jin Beisen and Zhou Manchun, with their fingers clasped, went in laughing.

As soon as he entered the elevator door, Jin Beisen rushed over, one hand on Zhou Manchun's waist, the other on the back of her head, and a deep kiss.

They opened a presidential suite. Jin Beisen inserted the room card. All the lights in the suite were on. He bent down and walked directly to the bathroom with Zhou Manchun in his arms.

Zhou Manchun exhorted, eyes full of charm, red lips moving gently, touched Jin Beisen's thin lips, and said with a warm smile, "you seem to have something to say."

"Will you accompany me to Switzerland?" Princess Jin Beisen held Zhou Manchun in her arms. She felt that the weight of this woman in his arms was as light as a swallow. She was small and delicate as a gift from God.

"When you go on business, I don't have to. I'd better stay at home with Xiaomo." Zhou Manchun smiled softly. He always felt that Jin Beisen was like a child tonight. How could she accompany him even when he was on a business trip?

After a long silence, Jin Beisen suddenly put Zhou Manchun down, stuck her one hand on her waist side, opened the zipper of her dress, "they've married me, they're still so beautiful, have you seduced other men outside?"

"Are you not confident in yourself?" Zhou Manchun seriously suspects that Jin Beisen tonight is not drunk, but has taken the wrong medicine. Can he be jealous if her skirt looks good?

"Joke, when did I lose confidence in myself?"

"Isn't that all right?" With Zhou Manchun's voice, her skirt landed on the ground lightly and stood in front of Jin Beisen with nothing on.

Jin Beisen's dark eyes are like a bath fire. The woman in front of him is beautiful in face, delicate in body, fair and delicate in skin. She doesn't look like a woman who has had children at all.

Zhou Manchun's cheeks are crimson. No matter how long time goes by, Jin Beisen can make her blush every time she flirts. She feels that her face is very thin, and obviously she doesn't have to be shy in front of him.

However, she didn't know that Jin Beisen loved her somewhat awkward appearance. She was like a girl without human resources, which could even arouse his desire.

His fingers swam on her white and elastic skin. First, he drew circles on her smooth and attractive back, and asked in an ambiguous tone, "are you in the hospital every day recently?"

"Well, Xiao Xin is ill. I have to see her." When Zhou Manchun talked about this, he felt a sense of frustration in his heart. His chest seemed to be blocked by a cloud of haze.

Jin Beisen looked at her sullen, and his movements stopped. He frowned and asked, "what's the matter?"

"It's a sin that she still won't forgive me." With a sigh, Zhou Manchun suddenly put out his hand around Jin Beisen's neck and pressed his body tightly to him.

"Why?" Jin Beisen asked puzzledly.