The Most Loving Marriage: Don't Be Too Bad, Mr President
Chapter 30 Drunk
Finally, he convinced himself to enter the hotel and made inquiries at the receptionist. Upon learning their room number, he quickened his pace to room 103.
Just when he was about to push the door, it was pulled from inside and a petite figure rushed out hurriedly, bumping face to chest on him.
Mu instinctively held her in and she hid completely in his arms, grabbing tightly on his serratus and waist under his coat. Annabelle looked up and recognized Mu, her face was in an unhealthy blush.
Feeling dizzy and disoriented, she asked puzzlingly, “Why are you… here?”
Annabelle was wheezing heavily and Mu could feel her hot breath tingling on his neck. His body stiffened up as her hands were roaming around in his coat. Her body was baby-soft and she had a balmy feminine body scent. Mu’s solemn eyes gleamed with perplexity and his eyebrow knitted in temper.
“What are you doing!?” He growled.
“Mr. He… Mr. He’s coming!” Annabelle said nervously.
Mu followed her frightful gaze and fixed his eyes upon the door.
All of a sudden, the door handle was twisted. Annabelle was shaky at the knees and her condition seemed quite off. She leaned her head against Mu’s chest and was barely responding.
held her strongly and dragged her into the next room. Luckily it was empty and they hid behind the
no effort to safeguard themselves, Annabelle clung and clasped closely to Mu’s body; their chests rose and fell together, their breaths in unison and his warmth and solid
momentarily
outside the door with heavy footsteps running all around the place. Mu placed his ear on the door to try and get a
“Mr. He, what happened?”
Find the
sound
was expanding and lowering rapidly, eyes bloodshot
found out that she was outside having fun with friends, Annabelle
*Stomp stomp stomp*
to silence. Annabelle exhaled wearily and her body soften from all the tension. Her face was blushing and hot, unsure either it was due
of Annabelle made Mu’s heart pound rapidly. He can almost hear
you alright?” He asked
document she gripped tightly on him and said sickly, “Contract…
into a thunder. His gaze did not stop to
an unnamed anger was roused in him.