Chapter 3 Future Wife
"Bang", the door opened, the room card was inserted, and the warm light illuminated the entire room.
The man helped the woman inside, their steps confusingly disordered.
Jiang Jingheng aided her to the bed, his neatly ironed shirt now wrinkled beyond recognition.
The most important thing was the person in his arms was not behaving, pulling at his clothes, twisting in his embrace.
With softness in his arms, heaven knows how much willpower it took him to restrain from acting on his impulses.
After placing her on the bed, Jiang Jingheng breathed a slight sigh of relief.
Seeing her cheeks flushed and her eyes blurred, a chill gathered on his handsome face.
Judging by her appearance, she must have been drugged.
Otherwise... how could she be so passionate towards him?
Looking at her unbearable state, he turned to get a towel from the bathroom to wipe her face.
"Hot, so hot!" the woman weakly said.