Chapter 47 The Kiss

Vera used one hand to hold onto Patrick's waist, guiding him to lie down on the bed. "I'll lie on the sofa for a while."

Vera struggled, "The sofa is too small for you. If you fall off in the middle of the night, I won't be able to help you get back on. Just lie quietly on the bed! Turn over! You're pressing on my hand."

Vera held onto Patrick's waist to better support him while walking, so when she tried to place him on the bed, she ended up falling onto it herself due to his weight. His back pressed against Vera's hand.

Vera lay beside him, but her left arm was underneath Patrick's body.

Vera took a deep breath. "Patrick, turn over! You're pressing on my arm! Can you hear me?"

Although drunk, Patrick still had some awareness.

He felt his back pressing against something, so he turned to his right side.

But Vera was lying on his right side.

Vera suddenly felt a 'mountain' pressing down on her body without any warning.

At the same time, Vera's arm was free.

But...

of her, but couldn't seem to push him away. discovered that sleeping on

only drawback was the woman underneath him who kept

"Shut up."

up. Patrick, you're crushing me. If you crush me to

her sentence because she was in

wet and warm lips reminded the "sparrow", who was

of alcohol caused Vera's heart to beat irregularly. It felt

of her. Patrick held onto her waist even tighter. Vera felt like her waist was about

"Let go of me."

first reaction was to be concerned about her waist.

lips were red from being sucked on by him. It was like a bucket of cold

him. His

Patrick's chest with both hands. 'I think I might be the first woman to die because my husband crushed me.' Patrick

locked eyes with

eyes were no longer complex like before. At this moment, his eyes

of the kiss just now, Vera's face instantly

flipped over with

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