Chapter 123 I don’t drink with drunks
For the first time in Winnie’s life, she saw what a mansion on earth meant.
Not to mention the size and decoration, just the series of security measures before entering was staggering, not to mention the private garden, the few luxury cars resting peacefully in the yard and the flowers and plants that had obviously been carefully trimmed.
Everywhere silent, but everywhere revealing three words – not bad!
Freddie opened the door in front of him and Simon carried Silvia across his back. He looked quite thin, but he was so strong that he could not see any signs of strain when he carried Silvia in his arms.
He stood in the courtyard for half a minute before Winnie came back to her senses and followed her in.
She wanted to cover her with a blanket, but didn’t know where it was and she didn’t know where it was and she was in front of her boyfriend, so she seemed a bit nosy. She wanted to leave, but she didn’t dare to move even if Simon didn’t ask.
Just stood there, instantly feeling awkward about her situation.
“Mr.Simon, 1 …” she hesitated, but took the initiative to speak.
Simon glanced back at her, “Freddie, you take her back and make sure you get the person there safely.”
“No, that’s not necessary. I can actually do it myself!” Winnie said as she glanced at the silent Freddie and waved her hand.
Freddie pursed his lips, “Good!”
Winnie: “…”
In front of these two men with very different styles, she didn’t even seem to have the right to refuse, but it was indeed a difficult thing to gel a taxi in the middle of the night, in this place where the rich people gathered, so she didn’t push back
“Then … I’ll go first.” She glanced at Silvia whose cheeks were already flushed, “Silvia has had quite a lot to drink tonight, if you can, it would be best to give her some sober soup, it would be more comfortable.”
“Him.” Simon nodded, his eyes seemingly glued to Silvia’s body, oblivious to the departure of the two men behind
“Mmm, I’m thirsty …”Silvia licked her dry lips and let out a soft whine,
Simon: “….”
He wanted to grab his wife up and spank her ass so badly what to do!
*Thirsty “the cry was tinged with a bit of pouting and her mouth was unconsciously beeping up, looking a bit allravated and cute as hell.
A certain pivoli bared for a few seconds, but in the end, he resigned himself to getting up and went to pour water.
Convening huer intestines, he received a cup of warm water over, lifted her up slightly and brought the cup close to hier lips
As soon as she louched the water, welmmediately took two bly greedy gulps and hall the glass went down.
After drinking it, however, the person slumped heavily back down again, followed by a small mumble, “Not good, not good at all.”
“…” Simon’s brow twitched and he put the glass down, “Silvia, don’t go too far!”
Silvia was dazed as if someone was calling her name, her eyelids effortlessly lifted a slit to see a hazy figure: “Simon …”
Her lips witched and she called his name.
“Mmm.” Simon answered the cry with a hum that came out of his nostrils.
“What took you so long to get here!” Sitting up shakily. Simon was afraid she might fall on herself and reached out to help her, sitting down smoothly on the edge.
As soon as she sat down, she climbed into a hug like a tailed bear. “I missed you so much!” I missed you so much!
The words that he wanted to say were swallowed back
Forgave it!
soothing: funner, “Il you can’t drink drinkless,
He lifted liis hand and gently placed it on the back, Coxing her in wliai if something happens if you drink so much outside?”
He was glad iliat he came back in time, otherwise
would have slept outside at night.
“I didn’t drink too much!” Spacing out a little, Silvia Quokattimandge
, Just.”
Stretching out her palm, she waved her live fingers in front of his iyo’
sind very seriously useither other hand to break her fingers. “One, two, three… just tive classes! Not mucha all’ i’m telling you, it’s Stella who’s had more than that, it’s only the beginning of the game and she’s drunk! Het heelice…!!
Simon: “…”
Whiat a drunkard!
Drinking like that and laughing at others.
No more drinking when I’m not around.” He decided he had to restrain her a little, otherwise the little ninny could
ilip out.
“So I can drink when you’re here?” Silvia smiled up at him, “So we’ll have a drink? I’ve never had a drink with you!”
she looked up at him, her cheeks flushed, her eyes curved like crescent moons, smiling all the time and smelling strongly of alcohol, but even so, Simon found her extraordinarily attractive.
It was a smile that rippled into his heart and soul, a smile that made his mind wander.
“Yes, I’ll drink with you!” He said, “but not now!”
“Why?!” with a shake of her hand, she got very upset.
“I don’t drink with drunks! If you want to drink, wait until you’re sober!”
“i’m noi a drunk!” Muttering and throwing a tantrum, come on and knowing it was her who was talking.
“Well, you’re not, I am!” Simon went along with her. “But it’s late, you need to get some rest first, do as you’re told!”
Getting her to lie down, he wasn’t going to argue with her.
It was foolish to argue with a drunk, but when she sobered up next day, she would be taught a lesson.
Get Bonus
He watched her lie down again, found a thin blanket to cover her and was just about to get up when she pulled him by the wrist, “You’re not leaving!”
“I’m not leaving, I’m going to drink some water.”
“You’re not going to drink! You’re not leaving!” she was like a child at that moment.
Simon had no choice but to sit down again, “Okay, I won’t drink the water, I won’t leave!”
When she heard this, she was finally satisfied, not only did she hold on to it, she even pulled her wrist over and rested her face on his hand, “Don’t lie to me!”
Simon sat for a short while and felt the heat there in his palm, her nostrils spraying on his hand, tickling a little and tickling the mind.
And yet, she was sleeping so soundly and innocently, unaware of how much she was being tested by her thoughtless actions.
This tormented lady!
He moved his hand slightly and felt the force of her pulling hard, so insecure even after falling asleep.
Putting her down to lie flat, moving a little more, he finally pulled his hand out, seeing her twist her face twice, her hand still grasping, as if searching for his hand, he smoothly shoved a baby warmer on the side into her palm.
With a grip on her hand, she subsided, humming twice before falling back to sleep.
Standing up, Simon felt that his legs, his arms, were numb!
He walked slowly to the table, poured himself a glass of water to moisten his dry throat, looked at the sleeping woman and thought of Winnie’s sobriety soup and felt the need to prepare one.