Better Life Without You. novel Chapter 164

They came in and sat down on the sofa.

She sat, and he bent.

At this moment, the distance between the two of them was ... Close, close enough to feel each other's breath.

He was already unable to suppress his passion from the start.

At this moment, she was so innocent. Her big eyes stared at his face and sized it up.

"What are you looking at?" At the moment, William Walton's throat was a bit hoarse.

He knew why.

She lifted her hand and poked his eyelashes twice. Then, she smiled.

"Your eyelashes are really long, they're really pretty."

William Walton's breathing became heavier, "Only my eyelashes look good?"

She leaned back and said gently, "Um ... Not many men would have such beautiful eyes. "

"Anything else?"

Her finger slowly slid down to his lips. "Your lips are so red."

She licked her lips. "It's like you used lipstick."

As she spoke, she chuckled, and her gaze landed on him again. "Who are you? You're so handsome."

As she spoke, she raised her head and shouted, "Hey, there's a handsome brother in my house. Come quickly and take a look. Who is he? "

Before she could finish her sentence, her lips were firmly sealed by his kiss.

She leaned her head back against the back of the couch.

Her lips moved, and his body followed.

His hand restlessly held hers as she was about to push it away.

His lips slid to her ear. "Do you want such a handsome man?"

As she looked at him, her cheeks blushed even more.

"Do you want money? My mother said that there is nothing in this world that is free of charge. "

"Free," he said, and kissed her again.

However, this time, his kiss was not as gentle as before.

After all, what he wanted to take down wasn't just her lips.

William Walton placed her down on the sofa naturally, as he moved his hands and legs restlessly towards her.

She was holding onto the little doll bear tightly.

William Walton's touch made her lose his helmet and take off her armor little by little.

She slowly wrapped her arms around his neck, encouraging him.

He guided her perfectly, igniting her little by little, making her unable to resist him.

Her brain had always been muddled, but now she felt even more dizzy.

She couldn't tell if this was a dream or if it was real.

But whether it was a dream or real, she couldn't stop herself.

She only felt that she was very tired, very sleepy.

In her dreams, someone picked her up and scrubbed her body before bringing her to the bed.

In her dreams, there seemed to be someone who gently embraced her and said 'Good night' to her. This voice was very familiar, but also seemed very unfamiliar.

In her dreams, there seemed to be someone who pulled her back into his embrace when she was about to fall to the ground, saying, "This sleeping posture of yours is truly life-threatening."

In her sleep...

She couldn't remember.

When her cell phone rang, she turned around and searched around for her cell phone.

However, she didn't manage to touch the phone. Instead, she touched a body.

Her hands slid down, and she opened her eyes in shock.

She found it hard to say, "Last night ... I took the initiative again? "

"As a man, I think I should tell you that "we all enjoyed it."

She sighed, "You ...You know what I'm like after being drunk, why... Why didn't you leave me alone? "

"Since I know it, I can't leave you alone. I can't let you run all over the street, pounce on other men. No matter what, you are going to go insane because of alcohol. It's not like we haven't slept together before. It's better to sleep with me than sleep with someone caught casually on the street."

She scratched her forehead in embarrassment.

William Walton gave a calm smile and rubbed her head: "Don't be too pressured, I won't force you to do anything because of what happened last night. As long as you don't want to, I won't force you in the future. I was also wrong, but at that time, you take the initiative, so I won't apologize to you. What do you think?"

She lowered her eyes and stared at the peony flower on the blanket. Her palms were covered in sweat.

He laughed, "I know, it would be awkward for you if I sit here. I'll go take a shower first. Calm down for a while, I'll wash before you do it, hmm?"

She nodded, not daring to look at him.

William Walton got up and walked into the bathroom without hiding anything.

She didn't even dare to look up.

The moment the bathroom door closed she slapped her forehead.

After sleeping with him for another night, what should she do?

She always did such weird thing after drinking? What was she trying to do?

The thought of the two of them being close to each other last night made her flustered.

Their relationship started since she drunk for first time and slept with him.

She had thought their relationship would finish someday.

However, ... Now it happened again.

She really didn't know what to do in the future.

Hearing the sound of water splashing in the bathroom, she thought for a moment, then directly lifted off the quilt, got out of bed, put on her clothes, and left home with her bag on her back.

Forget about it. The most important thing is escaping.