Bold and passionate love: Acting coquettishly in Mr. Huo's arms

"Strange, is he really drunk?"

She mumbled a few words and rubbed her eyebrows: "So when I was twenty, my alcohol tolerance was so bad?"

"Mrs. Huo, are you okay?" A waiter came over and asked cautiously, "Would you like a glass of water?"

Hearing the voice, Ruan Xingchen looked up and tried hard to open her eyes wide, but she couldn't see his face clearly.

The gorgeous lamps on the ceiling spun rapidly in her world, leaving behind a beautiful and dreamy light and shadow.

"No, don't turn." Ruan Xingchen frowned uncomfortably and muttered, "If you turn again, I'll vomit..."

"Mrs. Huo?" The waiter's eyes flashed with a sly light. He pushed her shoulder tentatively and lowered his voice: "Are you okay? Do you want me to help you go upstairs to rest?"

"Rest?" Ruan Xingchen opened her watery eyes hazily and thought blankly for a while.

The brain processor had almost completely stopped working. As she thought about it, her eyes became blank and she didn't know what she was thinking.

She has beautiful features and looks, and she looks quite charming sitting here in her suit.

Especially now, her rosy face and red cheeks, her eyes sparkling with water, make her look even more radiant and beautiful.

The waiter's Adam's apple moved slightly, and after a while he withdrew his greedy gaze and whispered, "Yes, you are very tired now, right? It's so embarrassing to lose your composure at a banquet. Why don't you go upstairs and rest for a while?"

Ruan Xingchen thought blankly for a long time before nodding: "Okay, rest."

The waiter reached out to help her, but she slapped him away.

The girl, who had a powerful aura even when drunk, raised her eyebrows, her flaming red lips revealing a deadly sexiness: "I can do it myself."

She stretched out her delicate hand and placed it on the waiter's shoulder, using him as a crutch.

She raised her chin, like a noble queen, even if she was bossing people around, it was still as natural as a matter of course: "Let's go."

The waiters who were selected must first meet the appearance requirements. In order to accommodate her posture, the 1.85-meter-tall man could only bend down slightly and serve as her little crutch.

This posture is no different from when the Empress Dowager in ancient times went out and had eunuchs accompanying her.

It was really strange. The waiter only realized it belatedly when he reached the door of the designated room.

Mrs. Huo is simply amazing. Her beautiful face can make people infatuated with her. People are willing to be her slaves, and even feel extremely honored.

but--

She is really beautiful.

As a man, even though he knew that this was a thorny rose that he could not pick, the waiter still couldn't help swallowing dryly when he saw her leaning lazily against the wall, her curvy figure outlining charming curves.

"You, what are you looking at?" Ruan Xingchen seemed to have a moment of clarity. Her long eyelashes trembled, and she looked at him with half-closed eyes: "Are you looking at me?"

The crow-feather-like eyelashes lengthened her beautiful eyes, and combined with the upward eyeliner, they infinitely reduced her remaining youthfulness.

Instead, it makes her have an indescribable charm and allure that makes people want to fall in love with her.

"Yes."

As expected of a creature easily swayed by desire, the waiter stared at her intently, wishing he could tear her clothes to shreds with his gaze. He said dryly, "Mrs. Huo, you are so beautiful. I, I like you so much..."

"Really?" Ruan Xingchen curled his lips and smiled.

The curve of her red lips was alluring, but her moves were ruthless and decisive.

A clean left hook knocked the waiter to the ground, and she immediately raised her long legs and bent her knees to press down on his back.

And she, like a wild and untamable queen, sat on her slave, coldly and cruelly smiling: "But I don't like the look in your eyes, it's disgusting."

Like when she was having dinner with those greasy middle-aged men in order to attract investment for Zhong Shaoyang, the looks those men looked at her.

Despised, disdainful, coveted.

It was like looking at an object that they were allowed to play with, dirty and disgusting.

"Mrs. Huo, you, you misunderstood."

Severe pain swept through his body. The waiter couldn't understand how a woman who looked weak and delicate could easily knock down a grown man like him in an unconscious state.

He wanted to stand up but couldn't muster the strength. He could only force a smile and say, "Mrs. Huo, I just think you are very beautiful. I don't mean anything else."

"Quibbling, hypocrisy!" Ruan Xingchen burped, raised his hand angrily and punched the waiter hard in both eyes.

Leaving two symmetrical bruises.

She said disdainfully, "You're so sanctimonious and full of nonsense. If you dare look at me like that again, I'll dig your eyes out!"

When she did this, she didn't let go of the waiter's arm, and the joints behind his back were twisted and pulled, causing him to break out in a cold sweat and almost cry out in pain.

"Mrs. Huo."

He breathed rapidly and tried to coax her with difficulty: "You really misunderstood... I sent you upstairs to rest, do you remember? Please let me go first, I have to open the door for you."

"Rest? Yes, I need to rest."

Shaking his dizzy head, Ruan Xingchen frowned with an uncomfortable expression and spread out his hands: "Where's the room card?"

"It's in my left pocket." The waiter quickly responded, "Let me go, I'll help you get it."

"I don't need you. I can do it myself."

Ruan Xingchen slapped him on the back of the head impatiently: "Shut up, don't let me hear your voice, I'm about to vomit!"

After slapping her hands full of hairspray, she rubbed her palms hard on the waiter's vest in disgust.

Which pocket is the room card in? Right?

She tried to distinguish left from right in a daze, and reached into the right pocket of the waiter's vest. Her fingertips moved slightly and touched a hard and cold room card.

Sure enough, it's here.

She smiled proudly at her own cleverness, and stood up with the room card in her hand: "Okay, get out! Don't let me see you again!"

"I'll beat you up again when I see you next time!" he said, raising his pink little fist.

The waiter did not dare to underestimate the power of this fist. Seeing that his mission was completed, he hurriedly turned around and left.

Everything before him seemed to be covered by a veil. Ruan Xingchen strained to discern the number on the room card and muttered, "18-316."

She followed the house number and suddenly her eyes lit up: "Here it is!"

The room card fell, and the door opened with a "click".

She happily kicked off her shoes, threw herself onto the soft big bed and closed her eyes.

On the other side, Huo Yan, with red cheeks, leaned against the back of the sofa. His eyes, which were always full of intimidation, were closed tightly, making him look particularly handsome and harmless.

Ruan Weisi looked at this scene, with some unspeakable emotions in his eyes, and he smacked his lips: "Tsk, such a top-notch man, it's such a waste to give him to a woman like that."

But who told him to be so blind as to protect that woman Ruan Xingchen?

If you want to blame someone, blame him for liking an unlucky jinx!

"Send him to 18-315." She pulled out a room card, nodded proudly at the people around her, and said coldly, "Here, this is the universal room card I worked so hard to get. Don't go to the wrong place."