Chapter 1065: Chapter 1065
Chapter 1065: Chapter 1065: Qin Mu’s Skills Are Really Poor 1 Update (1)
Inside the private room:
Mu Wan attempted to pour the entire contents of the red wine into Qin Mu’s mouth. Watching as the man’s thin lips tightened, for a moment, she found herself at a loss…
Which resulted in the bright red liquid spilling all over, soaking both of them…
As the bright red liquid splashed onto the woman’s body, her originally white attire became stained, the fabric clinging tightly to her skin, perfectly outlining her exquisite figure.
Qin Mu quickly felt his Adam’s apple bob up and down.
The blood in his veins began to surge and burn…
The man… who had once been abstinent and upright, now tainted by desire… found even a day without it unbearably tense.
The last time he and Mu Wan… had been five days ago.
Qin Mu narrowed his dark eyes and gazed profoundly at the woman before him… flames of heat burning fiercely in his gaze.
Hmm, did he drink it or not?
Mu Wan opened her misty, watery eyes wide, looking at the man before her. She furrowed her delicate brows, and the next moment, unable to hold back, she said, “Hey, buddy… cooperate a little… okay?”
Forced to drink alcohol, and now… being told to cooperate?
Qin Mu narrowed his eyes… his dark gaze brewing a storm.
Yet Mu Wan remained oblivious, staring at the empty wine glass, which by now had no liquid left, and couldn’t help but break into an incredibly bright and joyful smile.
“Hmm… so good. Qin Mu promised me… if all the toasts are finished… then that secretary would be fine… I really like that secretary…”
Thinking of this, Mu Wan curved her red lips, her flushed face looking radiant, and let out a drunken hiccup—adorably so.
When Qin Mu heard the woman’s seemingly grievance-ridden words, his dark eyes flashed with a hint of shadow.
Initially… he had only intended to make things difficult for Mu Wan, allowing her to take just a simple sip.
Unexpectedly, Mu Wan turned out to be so straightforward… directly downing it in one gulp.
He had measured her using Jian Ran as the standard…
Using Jian Ran’s temperament… she would likely have a mischievous glint in her eyes, devising a hundred ways to mess with him… leaving him utterly flustered.
But evidently… Mu Wan was not Jian Ran.
Qin Mu realized what he had just thought… his expression subtly shifted. Mu Wan… how could she possibly be compared to Jian Ran?
Drunk, Mu Wan felt weak all over, trying to get up but instead stumbling into Qin Mu’s embrace. Her small hands clung tightly to the man in front of her as though he was a lifeline.
Mu Wan’s lips curved into a sweet and satisfied smile, her restless hands wandering freely across the man’s body.
This lifeline seems warm.
Feels really nice to touch…
Being touched so recklessly by Mu Wan, Qin Mu quickly felt a surge of heat rushing through him.
His expression darkened as he extended his large hand, grabbing hold of the woman’s small hand, trapping it firmly in his grip to stop it from causing further trouble.
Mr. Paul saw Mu Wan drunk and couldn’t help but feel an intense craving. He had heard that Asian women, when played with, were especially wild.
He was eager for a taste of her sweetness.