Wolf President Hooks Up

Chapter 340: She Was Hot Too

"Oh, for god's sake, you went on to a prestigious university! You have such a short memory? Look at you! How quickly you forget! Remember you went to the police station? I was the one who interrogated you. Ring any bells?"

Hazel tilted her head and waved her hand, murmuring,

"Hey, stop being loud! You are making me nauseous!"

"What? Nauseous?"

Before Bradley got that, Hazel already stumbled towards the bathroom.

"Hey, wait! Be careful. Let me help you."

Looking at the punk lying on the ground, Bradley hesitated for a moment while other police officers came over.

He went over to explain what had happened and then handed his gun over to them.

"Hey you guys take care of this. I ... I got a family emergency. Gotta go."

Bradley hurriedly made up an excuse and ran towards the bathroom.

"Hazel! Hazel Hoffman!"

He ran to the bathroom, only to find that no one was there.

"Oh man, where did she go? Where is she? She is drunk! For god's sake, she is driving me crazy!"

He hurriedly walked down a street to find her.

Finally, he saw her staggering on a street.

"Hazel, Hazel! Wait! I'm gonna take you home!"

Bradley ran forward as fast as he did when he was in the running races at the police academy, and finally caught up with her.

"Hazel, Hazel! Wait!"

***

"Get your hands off me! You dickhead!"

Hazel shouted and stamped while frowning.

When she pushed him away, she got wobbled like a tumbler, which made Bradley worried.

Finally, she fell into his arms, and her head hit his chest. It hurt.

"Hey, you stay on campus? What's your dorm number?"

Bradley held her and asked gently.

While Hazel was just gasping for breath, like an old bull.

After a while, she still didn't answer him, so he rubbed her face and asked,

"Hey, say something! It's cold. We can't just stand on the street all through the night! Come on. Say something! What's your dorm number? I'm taking you there."

Hazel rubbed her face against his chest as if she was gonna tell him her address. But to his surprise, she didn't. Instead, she began to cry loudly.

....

was stunned and

her

was not yelling at you. Why are you crying? Please,

Stop crying. You

make me want

kept crying, cars besides going

freeze her heart. Leaning against Bradley, she

tears wet

was heartbroken. After all,

Why the hell are you crying like

these monotonous sentences. All he wanted was to

***

Finally, Hazel gradually stopped.

covered with tears, raised her head, and squeezed a bitter

thought that she would probably say something like "Thank you" or

to his surprise, she blinked and

"I am so sleepy."

head and fell asleep

Hey! You can't do

really have a thick skin, don't

a stone. What

sake, remember, you made me, Hazel.

brought the sleeping Hazel back to

me wrong. I'm not thinking

anything

murmured and put

kind

hair was sticking to it.

way to see her beautiful

like this, Bradley couldn't help

a mess

he went to the bathroom. He soaked a towel

her back home almost exhausted him. So after cleaning up her face, Bradley was so tired. He then slept

up to use the bathroom in the middle of the night, he was shocked by the fact that there was

more shocked was that her thighs and

***

She slept pretty hard, didn't

away the quilt that

which made

in the middle of the night, Bradley

her in again, hands

he found he got an erection. He was shocked

even in that cartoon

was one of

***

back, he found that his father was in his

late, two o'clock in the morning. But Atwood Smith was still drinking tea in the living

What are you doing

were you still up late in

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