Rare kindness

  "Scram, it's none of your business." The boy turned his head to see the man leaning against the door frame, and his originally ferocious expression suddenly became somewhat stuttering. He was intimidated by the man's sharp gaze.

  "Should I say it a second time, or should the police handle it?" Ou Chenfeng's sharp gaze fell on the young man and the drunk girl, and with one look at their relationship, he knew it was not consensual. As a public servant, he couldn't just ignore it.

  The man heard the police and ran away immediately. If they found out that he had put medicine in An's wine, it would be terrible.

  Ou Chen Feng strode over, stretched out his large hand and pulled up the servant girl who had fallen to the ground. Due to using too much force, An Hao hadn't stood steadily and tumbled into his embrace. Only then did he realize that this disheveled servant girl was the same bold servant girl from earlier.

  Ou Chen's good-looking eyebrows furrowed involuntarily, what a reckless little girl, she doesn't look very old, yet she drinks so much, almost getting taken advantage of without even realizing it.

  She snuggled comfortably into Ou Chenfeng's arms, inhaling the pleasant scent on his body, a faint minty fragrance that soothed her frazzled nerves, and she couldn't help but take several deep breaths.

  Ou Chen Feng saw that the person in his arms had stopped moving and thought to push her gently to see if she was asleep. But as soon as his large hand touched An Hua's shoulder, it was slapped away by her stretching out her hand with a "pa" sound.

  "Don't move, it's so hot." An Hao raised her head, frowning in dissatisfaction to warn Ou Chenfeng not to move, then leaned into his arms and fell fast asleep.

  Ou Chen Feng's eyes widened in silent anger as he glared at the drunken An Hao, taking a deep breath to suppress the urge to throw him to the ground.

  "Chenxi, you guys play slowly, I'll go first." After finishing speaking, he ignored the loud noise on the other end of the phone and hung up. Then, he helplessly looked down at the unconscious girl.

  Ou Chen Feng brought An Hao to the parking lot, put her in the car, and patted her face: "Where do you live, I'll take you home."

  "Go home? Only fools go home, going home means getting married, not going home." An Hao vaguely remembered that there was such a thing, in short, if you don't go home, you won't have to get married.

  Ou Chen Feng furrowed his brow, looking at the nonsense-speaking maid. Marriage? How old is she to get married! Looks like he really had too much to drink.

  She asked her home address again, but didn't get a clear answer. Oucheng Feng had to search An Hao's pocket instead. As soon as he touched her body, Oucheng Feng was slightly surprised - why is she so hot?! Under the dim light of the car, he saw that from her face to her neck, everything was flushed red.

  Her hazy consciousness was controlled by alcohol and drugs, originally her mind was dizzy, but at this moment she felt a pair of large hands touching her skin, the fire all over her body surged up like a wildfire, that scorching heat seemed to burn her skin, her whole body itched unbearably, swallowing her will.

  Ou Chenfeng didn't notice An Hao's change, and instead continued to rummage through her pockets, trying to find her phone to contact her family. However, the inevitable touch, a light touch, made An Hao's body burn with an uncontainable flame.

  She let out a soft moan, one small hand tugging at her own clothes, the other grasping Ou Chenfeng's large hand, guiding it to roam over her body, letting that large hand alleviate the itching all over her.