When she arrived at the bar, Kingsley took her to the private room. She hesitated for several seconds when she saw the wine glass, then she picked it up and drank all the wine.
Some things died after all. Some things died in her heart...
When Kingsley held the red wine, he didn't drink it, just staring at her. She drank three glasses of wine one after another and then became drunk.
Kingsley had asked someone to change the wine into the strongest wine. If it was not strong, she could drink ten glasses of wine. If it was strong, she could only have three glasses.
For her, the less wine she drank, the better...
Sherman had already got drunk so she didn't ask Kingsley to give her another glass of wine. Kingsley carried her in his arms and took her out of the bar.
When she lay quietly in his arms obediently, her eyes were focused on the sky. Her tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes and burned his hands.
'Seven years... We have been with each other for seven years but our love ends in this way...’
The effect of the wine was very strong. After he took
her into the car, she became restless, singing and knocking at the car. She was very active.
Kingsley asked the driver to drive the car to the villa. After Kingsley took her into the villa, sitting on the sofa, she stared at the villa, drunk.
With the air-conditioner working in the villa, Kingsley took off his brown coat and he only wore a white shirt. What could be seen were his broad shoulders, narrow hips, and strong long legs.
His body was very graceful, vigorous and elegant like a cheetah.
Sherman got off the sofa and stared at him with her eyes slightly narrowed. She opened her mouth and the aroma of the wine spread. "I want you..."
Kingsley squinted at her, as he felt a little surprised at her request. Then he smiled slightly. "You are drunk. Lie there obediently..."
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