You get married, I hijack the marriage

Chapter 890 We'll be home soon
He glanced around and found himself still in the bar. After trying hard to identify it, he confirmed that it was not his hallucination and moved his lips: "Why are you here?"

Shen Youran bit her lower lip and said, "Mr. Lu called me and asked me to pick you up."

Ji Jinchuan had drunk a lot of wine and was almost dizzy from the deafening noise. He seemed to have called Lu Jingnian before and asked him to pick him up.

He rubbed his temples, supported himself on the table and stood up, then took his suit jacket: "Let's go."

Shen Youran stepped forward to support him, and they both walked out of the bar.

The car was parked outside. Shen Youran helped him get in the car, then she sat in the driver's seat and drove into the main road.

When she was waiting for the traffic light at the intersection, she glanced at the man in the back seat through the rearview mirror and saw that he had been rubbing his temples. She asked softly, "Are you okay?"

Ji Jinchuan had kept his eyes slightly closed, and when he heard her gentle words, the exploding pain seemed to be relieved a little.

"It's out of the way."

Perhaps it was because of the alcohol, her voice had a sexy hoarseness, which was very touching in the quiet night.

Shen Youran could see that he was in great pain: "Just hold on for a while, we'll be home soon."

The man responded with a faint “hmm” in a low, mellow voice, and then fell silent.

Back at South Bay, Shen Youran helped him into the living room and then back to the room upstairs.

The cocktails in the bar were very strong. Ji Jinchuan fell on the bed, his head felt like it was about to explode, and his brows were furrowed in discomfort.

Shen Youran leaned over to take off his shoes, pulled the quilt over him, then turned and went downstairs.

She turned the fire to the highest setting, quickly cooked the hangover soup, and brought it upstairs.

The soup was a little hot right out of the pot, so she put the bowl on the counter, went to the bathroom, soaked a towel in water, and came out to wipe his face.

Ji Jinchuan opened his eyes, his drunken eyes were hazy and he looked at her straight.

She was stunned for a moment and lowered her eyelashes: "What's wrong?" Ji Jinchuan didn't say anything, just stared at her.

Shen Youran felt uncomfortable being looked at by him. After wiping his face, she wiped his hands. Thinking that he always liked to be clean, she asked, "Do you want to take a shower?"

This time Ji Jinchuan responded to her: "Headache."

Shen Youran handed him the hangover soup on the cabinet and said, "Drink this."

Ji Jinchuan sat up and leaned against the head of the bed, took the bowl she handed him, and drank the sobering soup in one gulp.

Shen Youran took the empty bowl and was about to take it back to the kitchen, but as soon as she turned around, the man grabbed her wrist.

She looked back at him, her dark eyes like black grapes under the light, full of spirit.

Ji Jinchuan pulled her hard, and she fell onto the bed. The empty bowl in her hand fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

Shen Youran screamed, but before she could react, the man leaned over and kissed her, blocking the words she was about to say in her throat.

The conflict between the two was still there. She didn't want to do anything intimate with him at this time and pushed him a few times with her hands, but the difference in strength between men and women was too great.

……

Shen Youran took a shower and came out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel. The man on the bed was already asleep.

She put on her pajamas, went into the bathroom, fetched a basin of water, and wiped his body so that he would sleep more comfortably at night.

It was already two o'clock in the morning when she finished. She yawned sleepily, turned off the lights and lay down on the bed.

Perhaps she made some noise when she lay down, for as soon as she lay down the man stretched out his arms and held her in his arms, with her back pressed against his arms.

She tried to struggle, but the man whimpered as if he was extremely uncomfortable, and she dared not move anymore.

(End of this chapter)