The head felt slightly swollen, and the body was unbearably hot, with a strong emotion stirring restlessly.
Nathan Leafcastle just figured he was a bit tipsy and imdiately turned to walk toward the restroom.
Holding a photo, Sally Dalton looked over worriedly, noticing his unsteady steps. She hurriedly put the photo down and followed, supporting his arm.
"Leafcastle, are you okay?"
Nathan Leafcastle gently shook his head, reached out to push open the restroom door, and turned on the faucet to wash his face. Sally Dalton handed him a tissue.
"Could sothing be wrong with the wine? Shall we go to the hospital?"
Sally Dalton knew his drinking capacity; he had only had three glasses of red wine today, so it shouldn’t be this bad.
Nathan Leafcastle straightened up and gave her a reassuring smile.
"It’s fine!"
"It’s all my fault!" Sally Dalton walked over, held onto his arm, and wiped away the water beads that hadn’t been dried off his ear. Her face was apologetic, "You just got discharged from the hospital, I shouldn’t have let you drink, I..."
Before she could finish speaking, the man’s palm lifted up and held her face.
His palm was scorching, almost spreading the heat to her skin.
She stopped speaking, raised her face, and t his eyes.
Nathan Leafcastle narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at Sally Dalton’s face in front of him, and his vision started to blur a bit. He blinked, and when he opened his eyes again, the face in front of him had changed.
A petite oval face, large eyes with distinct black and white...
It was Vera Wave!
He blinked again, and Sally Dalton turned back into Sally Dalton.
Seeing his sowhat dazed expression, Sally Dalton was full of concern.
"Co on, I’ll help you lie down on the bed, and get a glass of juice for you."
With her help, Nathan Leafcastle walked out of the restroom and reached the bed. Sally Dalton pulled the thin quilt aside and arranged the pillows, "Here, you lie down first!"
She carefully helped him toward the pillows, and her body naturally leaned closer to him, her long hair falling and brushing against his burning face.
Slling the fragrance of the girl surrounding him, Nathan Leafcastle’s heart beat faster, and the heat that had been suppressed by the cold water surged back, consuming his rationality.
"Alright, I’ll get you so juice!"
Sally Dalton whispered gently and was about to straighten up.
Her wrist was suddenly held tight; the man’s hand had grasped her arm.
"Leafcastle?" Sally Dalton gently raised her eyebrows, "What’s wrong?"
Nathan Leafcastle stared at her face but saw soone else, another face...
The intoxication combined with the dication had already consud his sanity with desire.
Vera?
His Vera was right in front of him.
He reached out his palm and gently caressed her face.
"I really missed you."
Sally Dalton smiled, gazing at the handso face and affectionate eyes of the man in front of her, and couldn’t help but feel moved.
Imdiately, she bent down and gently kissed his lips.
His Vera was kissing him?
His heart filled with joy, Nathan Leafcastle returned the kiss without hesitation.
Every ti she wanted to be close to him in the past, he would avoid it. This was the first ti he was so proactive, and Sally Dalton’s heart was happy, naturally not resisting, just closing her eyes to respond.
Lips and tongues intertwined, the man’s breath grew increasingly rapid.
His large hand forcefully held her nape, kissing her deeply, while his hands road over her, kneading forcefully.
The man’s kiss was urgent and intense, completely unlike his usual gentleness, even to the point of being slightly painful.
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