Worry Marriage

Chapter 4: Vomiting and First Encounters

"You ...... ah ......"

The lewd man was about to make a sound when the man's fist was like a swift wind, and with two punches, he tumbled to the ground.

Before the other two lewd men could see what was going on, they were simultaneously grabbed by a pair of large hands by the collar and knocked to the ground by two knee impacts.

In less than three seconds, the three lewd men were knocked to the ground, wailing in pain.

Hearing the wailing, Emily came back to her senses, only to see the three lewd men rolling on the ground with their noses bruised and swollen, blood spilling from the corners of their mouths.

Because of drinking too much wine, her stomach once again rolled, and just as she was about to reach out to cover her mouth, she couldn't hold back and vomited it all out, right onto the man standing.

The blue suit with a mysterious color deep suddenly imprinted a puddle of filth on it, the contrast was obvious, and the strong stench of wine filled the room.

The expensive suit was ruined just like that.

At this moment, a sharp shriek came from the room, the level of surprise was like seeing an ice-age dinosaur, as if what was destroyed was not just a set of expensive suits, but an imperial dragon robe from ancient times.

"OH! NO! President, your set of Giorgio Armani haute couture handmade suits is worth a lot of money, just like that it was destroyed by her, it's really too painful for the event!"

The one who let out a shrill shout was a man nearly thirty years old, he twisted his orchid finger and pointed at Emily, "You you ...... who are you ah you? Our president personally came out to save you, you you you ...... you even dirty our president's suit ...... you you you you ...... you can't even afford to pay for a third of a point one of the buttons on this suit ...... you ......"

He pointed at Emily before he could finish his sentence, a low, seductive voice that could not be heard in a happy or angry manner penetrated his eardrums like a sword.

Get out!"

His tone is very light, does not aggravate the tone, but is invisible to give a person a sense of oppression, not anger and mighty power to show the most.

The man who twirled his orchid finger immediately silenced his voice and quickly rushed out of the room as if his butt was on fire.

Emily saw the chattering man rush out of the room like a ghost, her body is getting hot and uncomfortable. She raised her eyes to look at the man in front of her.

A man with a breathtakingly handsome appearance broke into her mesmerized line of sight, ink-splashed eyebrows like a sword, containing a domineering spirit, perfect contour, full of charm, ink blue eyes like a pool of darkness, deep as if it could suck away the soul of a person, thin lips pursed, sensual and mesmerizing color, like two slices of cherry blossom is full of seductive, so that a person can't help but to fall their eyes on his tempting lips. Vaguely, like there is a kind of magic, people can not move their eyes.

His handsome nose, proud height, and slim black suit set off his more charming charm.

The expression is not angry but powerful, exudes a king-like noble momentum, and invariably gives a sense of oppression.

He is handsome like an impermeable painting, not one or two minutes can appreciate the full, the more you look down, the more easy to become addicted to it.

Emily was already drunk and dizzy, plus now the drug in her body was starting to kick in, becoming more and more unconscious, the more she looked askance at the handsome man in front of her, the more her mouth was dry and uncomfortable.

"Hot ...... me ...... so hot ...... hard ...... "

She twisted her body uneasily, the quilt that originally covered her body slid down from the round and smooth white shoulders, and the tantalizing scenery fell into the cold and handsome man, Adan's deep eyes.