Chapter 169: Home? Let's go home...

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An Xiaowan lay on his lap, his mouth covered with his fingers, slowly changed from bite to lick, and his mouth still muttered, "Delicious..."
Huo Shen's eyes suddenly deepened, looking at her drunk and hazy, but snorted.
Just now, when she had a good drink, such a strong wine was drunk neatly. Now that the stamina is up, she still wants to pour it.
An Xiaowan was actually quite awake when she first came out, but somehow she felt that she was getting drunk.
The car drove steadily towards the Hongli Villa. She let go of her finger and looked out the window. Looking at the flashing streetlight, she felt a strange light. Her eyes suddenly flickered, "Where are we going?"
Huo Shen was looking at his wet fingers at the moment, frowning slightly.
On the fingers, the sparkling... but the touch that was originally disgusting, at the moment, it seems that it is not so unbearable.
He didn't think about her question, and said lightly: "Hongli Villa."
"Hongli Villa? Where is that?" She tilted her head, her eyes confused.
Huo Shen looked down, knowing that the drunk woman had better not say too many esoteric words, so she explained: "Go home."
After he finished speaking, he didn't think there was anything wrong with this. He raised his hand and patted her, "Don't move."
Don't move, otherwise... he can't help it!
The woman lying on her legs had messy hair and blurred eyes, her cheeks were flushed with wine, and her body was as soft as bones. She turned her head, and the hot breath just spit on the most sensitive part of the man...
But An Xiaowan didn't notice the sentence behind him, and his body froze.
"Deceptive..." An second later, An Xiaowan shook his head, shaking it for a long time, but fell into his arms again.
Home... home? Come back home?
But where is home?
An Xiaowan felt that she hadn't heard this sentence for a long time. Since her father became a vegetative and her home was empty, she was a person without a home. In the past, she could always regard the place where Anjia's old house was locked as a home, even if she couldn't go in, she could feel a little calm.
But now, even the old house has been sold.
The world is so big, where is home?
Building 8 of Hongli Villa...Can it be home?
Huo Shen met her eyes and suddenly explored some helplessness and loneliness from her eyes, like a lost child.
He squinted slightly and pursed his lips.
How many different looks does this woman have?
It's like a goblin who can paint skin, and always gives him a different face.
Huo Shen's voice was sober and determined, with unquestionable dominance and strength, "I said to be home, it is home!"
An Xiaowan was lying on Huo Shen's lap, his eyes fixed on the top of the carriage, and there was a strange stir in his heart.
I do not know whether it was because of the charming wine, she even wanted to rely on him at this moment, and wanted to believe that he came home.
Some sore eyes...
An Xiaowan took a breath and quickly closed his eyes, recalling the little reason he had left.
He stretched out his hand, "snapped" and pressed the restless An Xiaowan so that she could no longer move indiscriminately.
"Oh..." She whispered, complaining softly and muttering, "Yeah, shoot me what... rude man..."
"..." Huo Shen's handsome face instantly seemed to be stained with ink.
The air pressure in the whole car suddenly dropped.
An Xiaowan, who was drunk, didn't understand how to look at other people's faces, but he narrowed his neck and drilled into his arms. "It's so cold."
She didn't realize that the man embraced by him was rapidly "growing" somewhere...