Mu Heng couldn't help but have doubts in his heart. Ruan Zhengsheng might have known Zhao Yan for a long time, and Zhao Yan's affection for Ruan Mengmeng was definitely not because of their former master-servant relationship.

He suddenly remembered what Zhao Yan had said at the time: "I'm just making up for it."

Looking back now, Zhao Yan's words are somewhat intriguing.

In the bedroom, Ruan Mengmeng was lying on the bed with her brows furrowed. Her head was dizzy and she felt a little greasy, so she got out of bed and went into the bathroom.

In fact, her alcohol tolerance was quite good, but for some reason, she was in a good mood today, so she drank two too many glasses with Old Lady Mu and got drunk.

Ruan Mengmeng stood under the shower, closed her eyes, and washed herself all over.

When she finished her shower, Ruan Mengmeng found that there was no bathrobe on the towel rack, only Mu Heng's shirt that he had changed this morning. She didn't think too much about it and took it and put it on herself.

After taking a shower, Ruan Mengmeng felt much better. Her hair was wet and draped over her shoulders. Water droplets kept dripping, soaking her black shirt.

She walked out of the bedroom barefoot and frowned when she didn't see Mu Heng in the living room.

Ruan Mengmeng suddenly felt dry in the mouth, so she walked into the kitchen, took out a bottle of drink from the cabinet, unscrewed the cap, took a few sips, and her eyes lit up, and she found that the drink was sweet and delicious. After drinking it, Ruan Mengmeng searched the cabinet a few more times and found several bottles of drinks with similar packaging but different flavors.

Driven by strong curiosity, she unscrewed the bottle caps and drank them one by one.

However, she gradually felt her body temperature getting very hot and her face turned red, as if she was drunk.

Ruan Mengmeng frowned and tried to read the description on the drink bottle when someone behind her said, "What are you doing?"

Ten minutes ago, Mu Heng just received a text message from Liu Huo, went to the study to make a phone call, and saw this scene when he came out.

Ruan Mengmeng was wearing his shirt and sitting on the high rack in front of the kitchen counter, with her long legs exposed in the air. Her hair was wet and draped over her back, soaking through her black shirt, and her beautiful back was faintly visible.

Ruan Mengmeng heard Mu Heng's voice and turned her head. Her beautiful eyes widened and her eyes were filled with moisture as she looked at Mu Heng not far away in a daze.

However, with just one glance, Mu Heng's breathing became disordered and his eyes froze.

Mu Heng walked closer and saw that Ruan Mengmeng was holding a bottle of wine. He frowned and asked again, "What are you doing?"

In fact, what he meant was to ask Ruan Mengmeng why she continued to drink?

Ruan Mengmeng raised the bottle in her hand towards Mu Heng and asked blankly, "Would you like a drink?"

Mu Heng's body suddenly tensed up when he saw her look. He took a deep breath, walked over, took the bottle of wine from her hand, and said calmly, "This is not a drink."

Ruan Mengmeng blinked innocently, her eyelashes trembling slightly. It took her a long time to react. She nodded blankly and said "Oh".

No wonder she felt more and more uncomfortable the more she drank, her head was dizzy, and her body temperature was very high.

Mu Heng looked at Ruan Mengmeng's dazed look, and his heart softened inexplicably. He lowered his voice and asked, "Want to drink?"

Ruan Mengmeng glanced at the bottle of wine in Mu Heng's hand, then looked at Mu Heng again, smacked her lips, subconsciously licked the corner of her mouth with the tip of her tongue, and nodded blankly.

This action fell into Mu Heng's eyes, and his breathing stagnated for a moment. He remembered the scene when Ruan Mengmeng confronted Mu Chen at noon today, and slowly said: "Mengmeng, answer me a question and I will let you drink."

"What's the problem?" Ruan Mengmeng asked.

"Why did you do that at noon today?" Mu Heng's voice was low, like the tone of a cello, intoxicating.

Ruan Mengmeng tried hard to remember what happened this afternoon, thinking that Mu Heng was asking her why she treated Mu Chen like that.

So she wrinkled her nose and said with disdain: "I hate the people you hate, too."

In Ruan Mengmeng's understanding, anyone who is hostile to Mu Heng is her enemy.

This cognition has occupied her mind since some time ago and drives her behavior.

Perhaps from the moment she began to fall in love with Mu Heng, she had put herself and Mu Heng on the same front.

Mu Heng understood the implication of Ruan Mengmeng's words, and his heart warmed slightly. He looked up and saw Ruan Mengmeng staring at him intently, her eyes fixed on him, under her well-defined jaw, behind her tie, hidden a sexy Adam's apple.

Ruan Mengmeng's eyes seemed to see through Mu Heng, bold and unrestrained.

Mu Heng quickly looked away, put his fist to his mouth, coughed a few times, and his ears turned red inexplicably.

However, the next moment, Ruan Mengmeng lightly grabbed Mu Heng's tie and pulled him towards her.

Mu Heng quickly stretched out his arms and supported himself on the cooking table behind Ruan Mengmeng. He lowered his head and could see Ruan Mengmeng's delicate collarbone under her neck and the spring scenery on her chest.

Mu Heng's throat could not help but slide up and down, his voice became hoarse, and he called out softly: "Meng Meng?"

"Hmm?" Ruan Mengmeng responded with a dazed look in her eyes. Her lips looked red because they were stained with the drink.

Mu Heng calmed himself down and said to her, "Be good, let go."

Ruan Mengmeng frowned and said unhappily, "I don't want it, why don't you look at me?"

Ruan Mengmeng's voice was so soft that Mu Heng almost surrendered. He took a deep breath and was about to speak, but Ruan Mengmeng's next action made him speechless.

As soon as Ruan Mengmeng finished speaking, she stepped onto the kitchen counter on a high stool, used her hands to pull Mu Heng towards her, and spread her legs across Mu Heng's thin waist.

She forcibly held Mu Heng's head, pressed her forehead against his, and forced him to look into her eyes.

Mu Heng's breathing rhythm was disordered. At this moment, he was like a young boy who was being teased and didn't know what to do.

This was the first time in Mu Heng's thirty years of life that he encountered such a difficult situation.

He was teased by Ruan Mengmeng.

As soon as this realization appeared in Mu Heng's mind, music began to sound in the quiet apartment.

It turned out that Ruan Mengmeng's large movement just now touched some switch, and the speakers in the apartment turned on.

"You feel the romantic and peaceful universe with your eyes, but it is never as good as your hands, which gently roam all over your body. After seeing the sunlight again, after the desire melts away, will the expression be as gentle..."

With the addition of music, the atmosphere between the two became more and more ambiguous, and the air around them gradually warmed up.

"Love and confusion fade away easily/I can't bear to waste this night of spring/Can you cover your body/Share everything/The more you look forward to it, the more beautiful it is/Let this night of spring take over"