Mu Jin Huan curled his lips, tightened his arm, and assertively kissed the woman's cold lips, his voice low and husky, "What are you afraid of? We are a couple."
Her body was tightly pressed against the man's chest by the arm around her waist. Nan Wan gave up resisting, lowering her head, and felt her cheeks gradually heating up.
In a very small voice, "You weren't like this before."
The two were very close, so of course Mu Jin Huan could hear her.
He chuckled low and slow, "Mrs. Mu wasn't this easily embarrassed before either."
After getting drunk, she would casually bring a stranger home.
Nan Wan sensed something was off with the man, lifted her head to look at him, "What's wrong with you... Did something happen at the company?"
In those clear eyes, there was only his reflection.
