He shook his head helplessly, walked to her and squatted down, put his arms around her and picked her up from the ground, "I can sleep anywhere."

The inadvertent doting in his tone flashed across the corners of his eyes.

He came out of the bathroom with Han Zhiqing in his arms, but a confused laughter came from his ears, "Haha, why is it you again, Mr. Wilson?"

When he heard her voice, Wilson lowered his eyebrows, looked at her deeply, did not answer, and walked towards the big bed.

"You drank a lot, please lie down and rest first."

His faint voice sounded, but she reached out and grabbed the collar of his suit.

Seeing her eyes dimmed and red with alcohol, she looked at him confusedly. The next second, a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth,

"You... aren't you Han Zhiwei's boyfriend? Why do you always appear in front of me?"

Wilson's heart moved slightly at this time because of her question, and he twitched the corners of his mouth casually. Instead of answering her question, he looked at her and said, "You're drunk."

"I'm not drunk."

But Han Zhiqing looked at him with a smile like a flower: "I'm not drunk, have you been following me? You...you have a crush on me, right?"

As he spoke, he laughed happily like a child again.

But her obviously drunken words made Wilson stunned for a moment. He raised his eyes and looked at Han Zhiqing's drunken face, with a touch of tenderness at the corner of his mouth.

"you guess."

"Let me guess?"

At this time, Han Zhiqing lacked the indifferent attitude when she was sober. When she was drunk, she was full of coquettishness, tilting her head and thinking seriously, which was especially cute.

After seeing her pondering for a long time, she looked at him and nodded affirmatively, giving an affirmative answer, "You have a crush on me!"

Upon hearing her answer, Wilson did not deny it, but just smiled lightly and said, "I'll tell you later."

Han Zhiqing, who was driven by alcohol, had a childlike innocence. Seeing that Wilson had no intention of telling her, her eyes became proud.

Pointing at Wilson with his finger, he smiled stupidly, "I must have guessed you, so you're embarrassed, right?"

As he spoke, he hooked Wilson's neck with his hands, pulled him to his side, and quickly pressed him under his body.

The soft little body lay restlessly on his body and moved, "Are you embarrassed? Are you... tell me! Are you embarrassed?"

There was an undeniable domineering look in her intoxicated black eyes, and her body moved casually on Wilson's body, causing Wilson, who was pressed under her, to frown in distress.

Does this fool know that he is playing with fire now? He is moving around on him without fear of death.

"Chih-Ching……"

He reached out and grabbed Han Zhiqing's two small hands that were moving restlessly on his body. At this moment, she successfully aroused the lust in her eyes.

But Han Zhiqing seemed unaware of the danger she was in, lying on top of him and smiling stupidly, "I know even if you don't tell me, but..."

Seeing that her dark eyes were still shining with an evil light, she leaned down and got close to his face, and the two of them looked at each other up and down.

"I have an idea. What do you think if I snatch you away from Han Zhiwei? Without your help, Han Haotian will be dead! Haha~~"

She smiled happily and proudly, but even though she was drunk, Wilson still saw the hidden pain in her eyes.

"Zhiqing, don't be like this. You are drunk. Just lie down and rest."

He wanted to turn over, but he saw Han Zhiqing sitting on him with a reluctant expression and refusing to get down, "No! Tell me first, what do you think of my idea?"

She looked into Wilson's blue eyes with a smile, and her face full of alcohol came closer to him again, leaning on his shoulder as if telling a secret, facing Wilson's face with childlike innocence.
Chapter completed!