Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 771

After settling her uncle, her aunt came out and helped her Simon to the bedroom with her. When her aunt turned to leave, she glanced at Simon, who was lying on the single bed and followed her aunt silently, biting her lip.

When she walked to the door, her aunt looked back at her with a frown. "Emily, what are you doing with that pillow?"

Emily licked her lips and faltered unnaturally. "Well, auntie, I'd better sleep on the couch tonight..."

She was reluctant to be with Simon in one room. If it was the past, it would be fine, but now they were divorced...

"Why?" Her aunt was puzzled. "The sofa is not big enough for you and Selena! It's already nine o'clock. Go to bed early with Simon!"

After that, she directly closed the door of the bedroom.

If Emily hadn't taken a step back, the door would have bumped into her nose. As she stared at the tightly closed door, she could only resign to her fate and turn around to walk back.

Fortunately, there was not only one bed in the room, but two single beds of her and her cousin...

At this time, Simon was lying on her bed. Because of the posture, his long leg was limp at the end of the bed. He looked a little uncomfortable. A few buttons of his shirt were torn off, and some deep wrinkles furrowed his forehead.

Emily put the pillow back and slowly walked towards him.

She heaved his leg on the bed and took off his slippers that teetered on his feet.

Seeing that he closed his eyes, breathing alcohol fumes all over her, Emily pushed him and tentatively asked, "Hey, Simon, how much did you drink? Are you drunk? Can't you go back to Ice city?"

His frown deepened as his Adam's apple was moving slightly.

Just when Emily thought he was going to answer her, he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed her hand. She didn't expect it, so she didn't stand firmly and fell on his chest, letting out a muffled sound.

Then, he kissed her lips.

Her eyes instantly dilated with fear and his features were instantly magnified in her sight.

The smell of alcohol wafted towards her. As soon as she tasted it with her the tip of her tongue, she began to feel light-headed.

Unknowingly when her waist was twined by his arms. Emily used all of her strength to free herself from his brace. She staggered back two steps and angrily pointed at him. "Simon, you-"

However, Simon, who was pushed away, was still lying there in that position.

If it weren't for the wetness on his thin lips, she would have suspected that he was not the one who had kissed her!

"You're drunk!"

Emily wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and scolded him angrily, "You're such a hoodlum when you're drunk! B*stard!"

She didn't even bother to take off his clothes, instead, she pulled over the quilt on the side and covered him carelessly. Then she turned off the light, turned over with the quilt, and lay on another single bed with her back to him.

In the pacific night, a smile touched the corners of his mouth.

The next morning, Emily felt like someone was tugging at her arm all the time. She waved it away several times, but that person was not tired of pulling her.