Married to a wealthy family by mistake, the uncle spoiled her

Han Ting said: "I can't be considered a good guy, I'm just a good citizen who abides by the law."

"Ah……"

Shang Aiying crossed her arms over her chest and didn't want to talk!

Han Ting started the car, and it slid silently into the night sky.

Away from the hustle and bustle of the bar, it was as quiet as snow for a moment, with only the two people's gentle breathing intertwined in the car.

Shang Aiying was drunk, her head resting on the seat, and she felt a little dizzy and light-headed.

The cocktail has a strong aftertaste.

Han Ting was concentrating on driving, glancing at her from the corner of his eye from time to time.

Seeing her pretty face flushed, her eyes blurred, and her lips bright red, like a plump cherry covered with dew, makes people want to take a bite.

His Adam's apple rolled slightly and he forced himself to look away.

Shang Aiying said she was going to call the police, but in fact she was very confident in Han Ting. She was drunk and swayed a few times in the car. Her head tilted and she soon fell asleep.

When Han Ting suppressed the heat in his throat and turned to look at her, he saw her little face nestled in the seat, breathing deeply in her sleep.

A faint smile unconsciously appeared at the corner of his lips.

She said she was going to call the police, but in the blink of an eye she fell asleep in the car of a malicious man. Did she really trust him so much?

On second thought, maybe she wasn't trusting him, but all men!

When this thought came to mind, the smile on my lips disappeared and I felt unwell.

He knew where she lived, but in order to prevent her from waking up halfway and wanting to take the male model home, he decisively turned around and took her directly back to his home.

The car stopped in the underground garage, and Little Cherry showed no sign of waking up.

He got out of the car quietly, walked around, opened the door, unbuckled her seat belt, and held her in his arms.

Shang Aiying smelled the familiar scent, without opening her eyes, she adjusted her posture and nestled more comfortably in his arms.

He murmured, "Han Ting, you are such a bad guy!"

Han Ting paused and looked down at her.

But she saw her little hands clutching her collar, and her little face pressed even closer to her chest.

My heart felt hot and was beating fast.

He tightened his arms a little, carried her straight back to his apartment, and laid her on the big bed in the master bedroom.

She took out her cell phone and sent a message to Shang Shaosheng, saying that she had arrived home.

Shang Shaosheng replied with a picture of a pat on the head, saying that she was so good, and sent her a red envelope.

Han Ting ordered it casually, 88 cents.

My eyes twitched and I couldn't help but reply.

"That's all?"

I didn't expect that the phone call would come right after I sent the message.

As soon as the call was connected, a piercing voice hit my eardrums: "Who are you? Why is Yingzi's phone in your hands?! If you dare to touch Yingzi, I will kill your whole family!"

Han Ting: “…”

After calming down, he said, "It was me. Yingzi got drunk in the bar and fell asleep, so I brought her home."

When Shang Shaosheng heard it was him, he breathed a sigh of relief.

88 cents was the code between him and Sakurako. This code was obviously wrong, so he called her immediately.

He shouted loudly: "I thought it was a male model, this damn girl is getting more and more lawless!

Since you are by her side, please take good care of her, Ting. If she dares to drink again, I will break her legs!"

Han Ting responded calmly: "Yeah."

Shang Shaosheng was singing and dancing excitedly on the other end of the phone and quickly hung up.

Han Ting looked at the pink phone in front of him and laughed.

Why is he so naughty that he has to click on this red envelope?