Having already drunk, her emotions were a bit agitated, Xiyan’s voice slightly raised, "Stop the car, I want to get out, I want to go back!"
Ou Jue looked at Xiyan for a mont, then suddenly picked her up and placed her directly on his lap.
He lowered his head to look at her, "Xia Xiyan, are you jealous?"
Drunk Xiyan’s mind couldn’t keep up with the pace at all, she struggled for a bit but couldn’t break free.
Instead, she felt so tired, she simply stopped struggling, because she had drunk too much, and now her speech was starting to slur.
"Jealous? Why, why would I be jealous..."
"Because I was clinking glasses and chatting with other won, even laughing and talking." Ou Jue calmly recounted what he had just done, "So, you’re jealous, aren’t you?"
"I am not..."
"You are." Ou Jue’s tone was certain, even with a hint of a pleased chuckle, he murmured in her ear, "You clearly still love ."
"Jealous? I’m jealous? Hahaha..." The little girl was completely drunk, suddenly giggling foolishly.
Ou Jue wrapped his arm around her waist, unconsciously rubbing Xiyan’s cheek with his own, his voice softened, "Earlier I just wanted to test your heart, that’s why I talked a bit more with that woman."
Tonight, before this mont.
He was actually really afraid that this woman had given up, that she no longer liked him.
Drunk Xiyan was extrely compliant, letting him hold her, letting him rub her cheek, letting him explain.
Even the words at the tip of her tongue were not as combative as when she was sober, she just mumbled, "I, I don’t understand... but I know... you’re right, I do still love you."
Her drink-flushed cheeks turned rosy, as she spoke, she nodded to herself.
Ou Jue smoothed her hair, his voice enticing, "What else? Say it again."
These words, she would never say them when she was sober.
Right now, how could drunken Xiyan realize this was a trap?
She just dumbly followed his lead and repeated, "I do still love you, so much, so much. But, but what’s the use of that?
You still don’t love now..."
Xiyan, dizzy, pressed her little head against his chest, started rambling nonsensically, "Do you know I hate myself for still loving you, I think I have no dignity, I don’t know what you really think...
If you don’t love , then why do you still provoke ?
Tell , why...
Oh... no...
You didn’t provoke , it’s all just my own wishful thinking.
You ca to the U.S. just to attend tonight’s banquet.
What does it have to do with ?
Hehe... I’m so silly..."
Listening to her broken sentences, they were words that reached deep inside him.
Ou Jue’s Adam’s apple bobbed, his arms around her body gradually tightened.
He bent down to kiss her, not a deep kiss, just gently nuzzling.
But gradually, Ou Jue’s breathing beca a bit erratic.
A terrifying intense desire filled his whole body.
He wanted to pin her beneath him, to possess her.
Fiercely possess her!
Make her truly feel his presence, make her cry!
Then bit by bit kiss away her tears.
It’s been too long since he had been physically intimate with this woman.
Desire was churning, and it was getting more and more intense—
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