Chapter 860

He took my hand again and placed it on his abdominal muscles, chuckling at me, “If you want to touch abs so much, I’ll let you touch enough—definitely better than a male model’s.”

In the midst of chaos, the faces of the men were shrouded in a layer of mist, not quite real.

The touch under the fingertips was smooth and hard, with clear separations, feeling very powerful when touched.

However, Vonnie and her friends said that male models’ abs are the best.

I still wanted to touch the male model’s abs.

Hey hey…

I chuckled at the man in front of me and said, “I still want to be a male model.”

Reynaldo’s face suddenly turned cold. He grabbed my face and kissed me fiercely.

His lips pressed against mine, and for a moment, I felt it harder to breathe.

I pushed his chest hard and said, “Let go, it’s uncomfortable.”

Reynaldo stepped back a bit, staring at me coldly and said, “Do you still want a male model?”

I nodded honestly.

Alright, the man kissed my lips again, kissing very fiercely, as if intentionally trying to steal away my breath.

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I pushed him, crying out in discomfort.

He finally let go of me again, his pair of dark, oppressive eyes staring at me fiercely, “Do you want to be a male model?”

I nodded and watched as the man approached again, and I quickly shook my head.

“No, I don’t want to, I want to sleep…”

Reynaldo tugged at my lips, lifted my chin, and still held onto my lips.

But this time, he was very gentle.

Slowly kissing, I felt his lips becoming sweet and soft.

I held onto his strong and slender waist, my hand unconsciously moving downwards.

He suddenly grabbed my hand and said hoarsely to me, “Go take a shower, you smell like alcohol.”

I leaned softly against the wall, with all my weight pressed on the arm wrapped around my waist.

I stared at him blankly, my mind a jumble like a mess of paste, my face burning hot.

Drowsiness hit me in waves, and I could barely keep my eyes open.

I leaned against his chest and shook my head, “Don’t take a shower, I want to sleep.”

“I must wash you, and then I will treat the wound on your forehead.”

He said, and then pulled me to the bathtub, and quickly stripped me of my clothes.

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He looked at my eyes and they immediately darkened.

After a while, he turned his face away and said lightly, “Sit in the bathtub yourself.”

“Oh…”

I nodded and lifted my foot to step into the bathtub.

However, in a drunken state, I, with an unstable center of gravity, suddenly screamed and fell to the ground.

Fortunately, just as I was about to have a close encounter with the ground, my body was suddenly lifted up by someone.

Reynaldo hugged me, his eyes dark and burning, but his tone was both angry and cold, “You can’t handle alcohol, why drink so much? How didn’t you fall to your death?”

“It’s your fault. You held me tight. How could I fall to my death?”

Reynaldo seemed to be about to explode.

He took a deep breath, as if he was going to crush something, and his jaw tightened.

Scary.

I pushed him away and staggered towards the bathtub.

He quickly supported me and muttered, “Even if you don’t fall to your death, you’ll drown later.”

I ignored him and sat in the bathtub by myself.

The warm water rushed over in an instant.

It was very comfortable, and my mind also became a bit clearer.

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