My Wife Had My Baby In Secret

Chapter 37 - Drunk and embarrassing

"Who's your baby!" He snapped, his face full of anger.

Evelyn really did not realize that the face in front of her is not her Mike?

She grinned slightly lightly, a few wisps of naive, partial and charming, holding his jaw came over: "But

it is you? Do not move, let me kiss, a day without seeing, I miss you wow ......"

Barf!

A lipstick landed deep on Evan's chin.

Evelyn is completely unstructured kiss, which makes Evan's forehead float a group of black lines, veins

bulge.

"Don't move, or don't blame me for throwing you down!"

......

Evan took Evelyn to the hotel across the street and domineeringly pulled out a bank card and slapped it

on the cold desk at the front desk, "Get a room, one."

When the receptionist heard the voice, she looked up at Evan with an infatuated look.

Gosh, what a handsome man.

Temperament is more extraordinary, more handsome than those who are popular fresh meat.

Evan rarely appears in public, and when he does, he inevitably has to be treated as a fantasy object.

Obviously, this is the scene at the moment ......

He wrinkled his eyebrows in displeasure, aggravated his tone, and reiterated, "I said get a room."

"Yes, sir!" The service girl snapped back to her senses and gave what she thought was her most

decent and gentle smile, "May I ask how many floors you need? Our remaining floors tonight include

the 14th, 17th and 23rd floors ......"

"23rd floor."

"Okay, so which direction do you need to face, please? We have those facing east and those facing

south ......"

"Towards the south."

Evan was already impatient.

But the service girl was fascinated by him, this voice is also good, magnetic and pleasant, better than

that what star concert.

She squeezed out a smile that was a little more ambiguous, deliberately ignoring the drunken Evelyn

and squeezed her eyes towards him, "Yes, please sir do you need special services ......"

"One more word from you and I'll have you removed from here right now."

Service girl: "......" disillusioned, this man is so cold.

......

Evan carried Evelyn to the presidential suite on the 23rd floor when she was already dazed.

The fine and slender eyelashes kept twitching, and when Evan carried her to the big bed to rest, she

suddenly had the strength to grab Evan's collar and roll over to hold him down on the bed.

The white and plain bed, his black suit looks more and more striking.

She rode on top of him, her long hair disheveled over her shoulders, her eyebrows carrying their own

style, her index finger lightly picking up Evan's jaw: "You, you look like my baby!"

"......" Evan's voice suddenly went several degrees colder: "Evelyn, get down!" This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

"I don't! My baby can sing and coax me, you must sing and you must coax me too ......"

Evelyn's soulful eyes were tinged with a gray haze, but she deliberately ordered in a gruff voice.

As she sat on his waist and stomach, with the rise and fall of his breathing, one could clearly feel the

girl's drunken body temperature rise, causing his breath to begin to falter.

Danger lingered around Evan: "I'm going to say this one last time, Evelyn, come down."

"What's so fierce? Don't think I'm afraid of you just because you look like my baby? Hmph." Evelyn is

even more arrogant than he is, beaming her sweet red lips, vaguely did not know what to murmur, and

then began to pull the buttons of the shirt.

"Why do you feel so hot, are you hot? Well, why are your pecs hard ......"

She dropped her jacket and breathed heavily while her onion-white fingertips went to poke his chest,

only to poke it full of muscle.

Evan raised his eyes to see the milk-like skin, forehead of the veins a after a all burst up ......