Chapter 898
His hand "recklessly" ignited at his waist.
However, the next second, I found a pair of dark, deep eyes staring at me faintly.
I: …
Time seemed to have frozen; even the sound was silent.
I matched his posture, and we locked eyes for several seconds.
Finally, I screamed and scrambled down from his body.
How could this happen?
How did Reynaldo suddenly wake up?
Wasn’t he completely drunk?
Was he not drunk at all? Was his recent "unconsciousness" all an act?
If he wasn’t drunk at all, then everything I just did…
Ah ah ah ah!
I lost face.
After he got off me, I hurriedly rushed under the bed.
Just the next second, there was suddenly a strong arm around my waist.
Immediately, with a great force, I was flipped over and pinned down by the man.
He stared at me straight, his eyes dark and terrifying, his chest heaving heavily.
At this moment, there was not a hint of drunkenness on his face.
I wanted to cry to death.
He actually pretended to be drunk.
What should I do?
What have I just done?
At this moment, I simply dare not recall.
Ah ah ah ah!
My face "burned" all the way down to the base of my neck.
I avoided eye contact with him, not daring to look at him at all.
Reynaldo held my wrists and propped up his upper body, looking at me quietly.
What I fear most is when the air suddenly becomes still.
I actually hoped that he would say something first, instead of just staring at me like this.
I would be really embarrassed if you look at me again!
Oh, I want to cry!
I don’t know how long it had passed, but just as my face was getting hot with embarrassment, he finally spoke.
In a low and calm voice, “What were you doing just now?”
I:…
This question is better left unasked.
He was clearly pretending to be drunk. What did I just do? Doesn’t he feel it?
What else do you want to ask?
I still turned my face away, didn’t dare to look at him, and didn’t answer his questions.
He suddenly chuckled lightly and directly came to a conclusion, “Do you want to sleep with me?”
I closed my eyes, thinking, "Since I was already seen through by him, I might as well admit it."
Thinking in my heart, I said recklessly, “Yes, I want to sleep with you. I dream of sleeping with you. Your figure is so good; it would be a pity not to sleep with you."
Little did I know that as soon as I said these words, the man’s brow furrowed slowly.
He squinted his eyes, looking as if he didn’t recognize me, and said, “What’s gotten into you again?”
I:…
Did I want to sleep with him because I was crazy?
What about when he wanted to sleep with me?
In an instant, a strange feeling of anger and embarrassment welled up in my heart.
I struggled to get up. “Yes, I was being nervous. Let go of me quickly, or I’ll go crazy later and take care of you.”
Reynaldo frowned tightly, his gaze at me becoming more and more unfamiliar.
He said in a deep voice, “Do you want to hear what you are saying?”
“Sure, tell me what happened.”
The moment I thought of how he had just pretended to be drunk, and I had foolishly made those gestures towards him, I felt so embarrassed and frustrated in my heart.
What kind of man was he after all?