Chapter 92

Despite his reluctance, Barclay restrained himself after just a light kiss.

He relaxed his grip and lay on the bed, closing his eyes and breathing slowly.

However, the fragrant scent beside him kept walking over. He felt tormented.

After a while, he opened his eyes and looked at Moira, who was embracing him. He smiled resignedly.

She couldn’t hold her liquor, but she was q

quite bold.

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Moira had a dream. In the dream, she turned into a rabbit suddenly kissed by a sheep while she was eating grass.

The sheep looked at her apologetically and even offered her some grass to eat.

Just as Moira thought the sheep was nice, it suddenly stood up, ripped open its belly, and then a wolf emerged from inside the sheepskin. Its eyes were glowing red as it stared at her.

Just as Moira was about to run, she was pinned down by the woll. The woll hooked her waist and pulled her back, pressing her to the ground and licking her up and down..

She watched as the wolf licked her leisurely, as if cleaning the prey about to enter its belly.

Just as Moira thought the wolf was going to let her go, it suddenly bared its fangs…

opened her eyes and realized she was

the surrounding environment, Moira wondered if she was dreaming

cheek. The pain made her realize that this was not a

“Awake?” Barclay asked.

the loose neckline of his

her head and saw his fair yet firm abdominal muscles. She was

Moira felt like

simply intoxicated. Why did things escalate to

are you thinking?” Barclay

tightened slightly as her braid was

uglier than

unbuttoning the third button of his pajamas leisurely, and leaned over, asking her, “What exactly do you mean? If you don’t make yourself

warm breath enveloped her, making Moira’s face hot. She felt guilty and dared not look into Barclay’s eyes. “L. I

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the end. In the early morning, they lay on the same bed, and Moira was clinging to Barclay. She was about

would act indecently when drunk, but Moira never imagined she

do you think?” Barclay snorted and straightened up, then calmly

closed, Moira lifted her reddish

that something

she still didn’t know what

some of her composure. She quickly moved, checking for any

that she was fine, and she

brought Moira to tears of joy. At least it proved that she hadn’t taken advantage of Barclay when

a relief,

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