He showed a rare expression of shock, then raised his right hand to pinch his nose.
Alcohol is the most harmful thing. This saying is indeed true; he’s hallucinating, seeing the woman sent by those people as Sumr Monroe.
He’s gone crazy!
Get a hold of yourself!
Damian Knight forcefully closed his eyes, and just before he opened them again, he heard Sumr Monroe’s voice in front of him: "You—why did you co in so quickly?"
Even the voice is exactly like Sumr Monroe’s.
Looks like he’s really quite drunk.
Damian Knight reached out and slapped his head, turning away and saying irritably: "It doesn’t matter who sent you, get out!"
His breathing was a bit heavy.
When the woman’s face rged with Sumr Monroe’s face, he found he was starting to lose control of his body.
Damian Knight didn’t think about why his body was out of control, he just wanted to hurry up and get the woman out.
Physically, he had a mild aversion to dirt, but psychologically it was extrely serious, and he would never have a relationship with a woman he didn’t like.
This is also why he’s never touched a woman since becoming an adult.
He doesn’t want to make a mistake that’ll disgust him.
"Didn’t you hear? Get out!" he angrily urged.
It’s the first ti Sumr Monroe had seen Damian Knight’s face look so unpleasant.
She was startled and explained, "Damian Knight, don’t misunderstand, I—I didn’t co here on purpose, I just wanted you to play a role with ."
Acting?
Damian Knight’s forehead throbbed twice.
The voice was so clear, it’s unlikely to be a hallucination; although he’s a bit drunk, he shouldn’t be truly hallucinating.
Could it be... she’s really Sumr Monroe?
Damian Knight slowly turned his head, as if confirming, looking at the woman’s face—it really was Sumr Monroe!
Instinctively, he reached out and pinched Sumr Monroe’s cheek.
Soft and smooth...
"What are you doing?!" Sumr Monroe cried out in pain, swatting away Damian Knight’s hand.
The spot that was pinched first showed a pale color, then turned red.
Damian Knight finally confird, this was indeed Sumr Monroe.
Authentic, genuine Sumr Monroe!
Confirming it wasn’t his hallucination, Damian Knight’s forehead throbbed twice more.
Sumr Monroe saw Damian Knight’s face still looked terrible, and covered her pinched cheek, saying: "If you don’t want to see , can I stay in the bathroom for the night? Or maybe wait another hour, and I’ll leave?"
Sumr Monroe said a whole bunch, and Damian Knight finally gradually ca around from his dazed state.
He glanced Sumr Monroe up and down, his throat involuntarily moved up and down twice.
Sumr Monroe sensed Damian Knight’s gaze, looked at him warily, and asked, "What are you looking at? You’re drunk, aren’t you!"
The usual Damian Knight wouldn’t even bother to give her a glance, no matter how she dressed up for filming, he would only complint the clothes.
So, Damian Knight must be drunk.
Drunk people can do anything.
Originally, Sumr Monroe had no apprehension about Damian Knight, now she fearfully retreated two steps, but her foot caught the edge of the sofa, causing her to fall backward.
Instinctively reaching out to grab sothing, she caught Damian Knight’s tie.
Damian Knight was caught off guard and pulled by Sumr Monroe, falling forward onto her.
"Bang—"
With a muffled sound, the two of them fell onto the sofa, one on top of the other.
And, by sheer coincidence, Damian Knight’s thin lips landed on Sumr Monroe’s smooth forehead.
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