Chapter 139 Wifey, What’s Wrong?

The man who was standing straight suddenly stumbled into Lindsey’s arms. "You finally came back." Zayn’s hot breath fell on Lindsey's neck. Lindsey was suddenly embraced like this and did not even get to react before the man continued, "I missed you so much." His voice was so deep and clingy. It even carried an everlasting affection and nostalgia. Lindsey could not push him away no matter how hard she tried. She also tried to suppress the emotions churning deep in her heart. She said coldly, “Zayn Guggenheim! What the hell are you doing this late at night?!” Zayn stopped talking. He looked very drunk and reeked of alcohol. When he heard this, he held Lindsey tighter and even buried his head in her chest. This man could even molest her when he was drunk! "Zayn Guggenheim!" Lindsey was anxious. Who knew what a drunk Zayn would do? The man took her hands in his and his lips were still lingering on that soft lump of flesh. He murmured, "Wifey, don't move." Lindsey's body shook fier