I am not afraid of him messing around, I am afraid that others will mess with him. After all, he is a handsome guy with impeccable appearance, rich in money, and a rich and handsome man worthy of his name.
When I arrived, Han Yichen seemed to be a little drunk. He was lying there watching the performance on the dance floor with his eyes squinted and a silly smile on his face.
"Han Yichen, why are you here? Hurry, I, I will take you home."
I shook him, but he was too heavy and I couldn't move him with my little strength.
He asked me in a daze: "Why are you here?"
"I'm coming to find you."
"That's perfect. Let's play together. I didn't know there was such a good place in the world?"
I said: "It's not fun here, let's go home!"
He grabbed my shoulder and said, "How do you know it's not fun? Do you come here often?"
"No, no, no, I don't have it. I've only been here once."
He grabbed my hand harder and said, "You've actually been here before? How good are you?"
As he said that, he pushed me away, and a dancer jumped over. Her beautiful bare feet were stretched out at once. Which man can resist such temptation? Not to mention a drunk man?
Han Yichen stretched out his hand and grabbed the dancer's bare feet. The dancer said, "Sir, why don't we go to the room upstairs to rest? You're almost done drinking."
The dancer's bare feet were teasing Han Yichen, and she was holding the steel pipe with both hands. She was so indulgent that any man would want to indulge in her lust after seeing her.
I cursed: "Go away..."
The dancer heard me shouting and asked, "Who are you? Are you still trying to grab business like this? I fell in love with this guy first, and he has been looking at me for a long time."
I took out a few RMB from my wallet and threw them to her and said, "Get out of my way, this is my husband..."
The dancer then took her feet back and said disdainfully: "What's going on? You're even taking your wife to the nightclub."
I dragged Han Yichen away and said, "Han Yichen, let's go home first..."
Han Yichen stared at me and said, "What home are you going to? There are plenty of rooms upstairs."
He just dragged me towards the elevator. As he walked, he called the waiter over and said, "Get a room..."
"Han Yichen, wake up, let's go home..."
"Not going home..."
He was like a willful child at this time, saying: "I want to indulge."
I don't think I can take him away with him like this, so I might as well let him rest here for a night!
I took the room key from the waiter and helped him in. Fortunately, he was still a little conscious, otherwise, I really wouldn't be able to deal with him.
but……
He really wanted to indulge. As soon as he entered the room, he held me down and asked me, "Why don't you help me? Why don't you believe me?"
"I, I don't have..."
"You sympathize with them, why don't you sympathize with me?"
He kept mumbling about what happened in the past few days.
I said: "Okay, okay, I believe you and I will help you. You are drunk."
I retorted: "I'm not drunk, I can still do it..."
He had no choice but to release himself, and also tried to use desire to overcome the emptiness in his heart.
I obeyed him half-heartedly, but I didn't feel comfortable in my heart. Suppose I didn't come over tonight, would he copy all this on other women?
How could the Han Yichen I knew do such a thing? It's incredible, unimaginable, but I like his wildness and passion at this time, and enjoy his strength and tenderness.
In the early morning, he suddenly woke up from his sleep and shook me awake. I turned around and he saw my face clearly, and then he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I remember it was you..."