The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

After Sophia thought about it, she decided to just let John stay over.

Along the way, John seemed to be asleep, but when the cab stopped outside Sophia’s house, he suddenly woke up, opened the door and got off quickly. After Sophia paid the fare and got off, John was already standing at the door. She stared at the man in a somewhat helpless manner.

In her life, she was most helpless against drunkards because she knew that she herself behaved terribly when she was drunk, so she had no right to be repulsed by others’ drunken behaviors.

After she went over to open the door, John went in at once. He did not stay downstairs but walked up the stairs by himself without a word.

Sophia almost laughed out loud. Does John think that this is his home?

After that, she called out to him twice, but he didn’t respond to her as if he hadn’t heard her at all. In just a moment, he disappeared at the top of the stairs on the second floor.

Sighing, Sophia went to the kitchen. Since John would definitely have a hangover the next day, she had to prepare some chicken soup in advance as a hangover cure. Thus, she busied herself in the kitchen downstairs for a while. When she went upstairs, she found that John was already asleep in her bedroom.

This guy is acting the same as the last time. He didn’t take off his clothes and just lay on the bed like that.

Sophia put the chicken soup aside and went up to turn John over. “John, wake up. Drink the chicken soup before going to sleep, otherwise you’ll have a headache tomorrow.”

the bed. Squinting up at

pulled her hand with a sudden

she hurriedly pushed against John’s chest. “John, are

a word. His expression looked a little passionate.

without needing Sophia to coax him at all. When he finished, Sophia took the bowl and turned to leave with

“You had dinner with Isabelle

muffled laugh. Then, he suddenly

the bowl tightly in her hand, Sophia exclaimed, “What are

floor was carpeted, the bowl didn’t shatter but only clanged dully as it hit the floor. Sophia glared at him angrily. Although John still smelled like alcohol, he

he asked, “Sophia, are

really this narcissistic? Why should I be jealous? Are you crazy,

to say such things, so he blocked her mouth directly with his lips

but this time, he was different from before and acted rather unrestrainedly. Hence, Sophia couldn’t protect herself with just her hands. As their limbs tangled with each

was happening, so she looked up at the ceiling and said hoarsely, “You smell of

aloud and without any delay, he carried

daze, some scenes flashed through Sophia’s

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