Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love-Chapter 199 - 136. Which bastard dares to see me naked, I’ll let my dad skin him alive._4
Xu Moyi snorted disdainfully, "Whoever dares to see me naked, I’ll have my dad skin them alive."
She was already so drunk she didn’t know what was going on, her body as limp as if she had no bones. As they exited the hotel door, Huo Yihan took off his coat and wrapped it around her, then hoisted her up like a sack of flour.
The rush of blood to her head made Xu Moyi feel uncomfortable, her hands trapped in the man’s coat unable to move. She raised her voice, "Huo Yihan! Put me down, did I say you could carry me?"
"..."
"I see you’re quite the gentleman with those flirty girls, why be so rough with me? Even if you don’t see me as a woman, you can’t treat me like this."
"..."
"Huo Yihan, are you blind and now deaf too?"
"..."
"Huo Yihan, I really hate you to death..."
The more she spoke, the smaller her voice became.
Whether it was because she got no response or the alcohol hit her, by the time Huo Yihan threw her into the car, she was already fast asleep.
The driver flicked away his cigarette butt and perked up, "President Huo, where to?"
Huo Yihan pressed one hand against his temple, the other arm holding the fast-asleep Xu Moyi, feeling a headache coming on.
Returning her home in this state, Mr. Xu might break her legs and then skin him alive.
After thinking for half a minute, his thin lips finally spat out four words, "Emperor Peak Hotel."
"Okay."
Although the driver didn’t see clearly who was in Huo Yihan’s arms, he already considered Xu Moyi as the new flame he met at the wedding reception, and dared not delay the boss’s affair, so he drove quickly.
The usual forty-minute drive took him only half the time.
It was one in the morning when Huo Yihan tossed her onto the bed.
Xu Moyi, face down, felt a dull ache on her nose, muttering a few unclear words, turned over, feeling uncomfortable, twisting her body around, her hands busy trying to remove her clothes.
The dress was already somewhat revealing, and the more she tugged, the less it covered.
Large areas of skin were exposed to the air, including whatever it was she had hidden under nipple stickers.
When Huo Yihan turned around after pouring water, he saw a nearly unclad woman twisting about on the bed, murmuring softly.
The sensual sight stirred boundless imagination.
The sexy Adam’s apple bobbed, he shifted his gaze, swore, "Fuck!"
Does this brat know where she is? Does she know who threw her onto the bed?
Is this how she always looks when she’s drunk?
Thinking this, the unextinguished fire in his heart burned even stronger.
Tilting his head back, he drank all the water he had planned to give her and heavily put the glass down on the table.
He left the room, called a female attendant upstairs, and instructed, "Give the person inside a bath."
The attendant answered respectfully, "Okay."
After the door closed, Huo Yihan leaned against the corridor wall smoking, but the scene he had just witnessed kept flashing before his eyes, making his throat dry and his mood, already bad, even more irritable.
Two minutes later, the door opened.
He glanced at the time on his wrist, finding an outlet for his irritation, "So fast, did you use magic to bathe her?"
The attendant was so scared she didn’t dare lift her head, hurriedly explaining, "No, that young lady wouldn’t let me touch her, no matter what I said she refused, even told me to get lost."
Huo Yihan’s expression was indifferent, "Ignore her, just throw her into the bathtub, if she drowns it’s on me."
The attendant nearly choked on her saliva hearing this, "I... I can’t move her."
Huo Yihan tossed the cigarette butt into a garbage can a couple of steps away, his voice extremely displeased, "Is your brain dead? Can’t you call someone to help?"
The attendant quickly answered, then took out her phone to call a colleague, afraid that if she delayed a second longer, this Second Young Master Huo might come over and split her head open.
Though the person on the bed still didn’t cooperate, two people were stronger than one. After bathing her and changing her clothes, their uniforms were nearly half wet.
They exchanged a look and both let out a deep sigh.
Opening the door, they said respectfully, "Mr. Huo, she’s all set."
Huo Yihan, who had calmed down for half an hour, felt the earlier agitation dissipate, and answered lightly.
He originally intended to leave directly, but after taking two steps, he turned back and opened the door again.
The person on the bed was quietly snuggled in the bedding. Her previously messy face was now clean, with strands of hair sticking to her cheeks, appearing inexplicably beautiful under the warm light.
After standing by the bed for a while, Huo Yihan averted his gaze, picked up the coat at the bed’s end, and prepared to leave.
"Huo Yihan, you’re such a bastard."
Xu Moyi, not knowing what she dreamt of, suddenly shouted this, echoing clearly into Huo Yihan’s ears in the quiet room.
Huo Yihan’s face darkened, he turned back to the bed, leaned down, gripping her chin, glaring fiercely at her, "Say that again!"
In her sleep, Xu Moyi cooperated completely, "Bastard."
Huo Yihan was so angry that he laughed, though the smile was somewhat menacing.
Great, it seems he must have been full to bother himself with someone else’s affairs in the middle of the night.
It made him want to strangle her...
Closing his eyes, he released the brutal grip on her jaw, straightened up, and prepared to leave.
However, before he could take a step, his hand was grabbed, and he heard Xu Moyi’s faint murmur, "Don’t go..."
Huo Yihan’s body suddenly went rigid.
A few seconds later, he turned back, seeing the person on the bed still with eyes closed, not appearing to have sobered up trying to mess with him.
Huo Yihan stood by the bed, Xu Moyi lay in the bedding, her arm stretched out in the air, tightly gripping his two fingers.
For a long time, they maintained this posture.
...
"Ah!"
Deafening.
Huo Yihan frowned and turned over, his voice very displeased, "What’s all the noise?"
However, a second later, he was answered by a flurry of punches and kicks, and hits from a pillow.
Opening his eyes, raising his arm to grab the pillow and throw it aside, he asked irritably, "What’s wrong with you early in the morning?"
Xu Moyi scratched her head, face cold, "Huo Yihan, get up and explain yourself!"
Huo Yihan lay there without moving, his short hair in disarray, a few shirt buttons undone, his voice hoarse from just waking up, "Explain what?"
Xu Moyi closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then another, struggling to maintain her composure, "Why are we sleeping in the same bed?"
