The Seventh Miserable Bride novel Chapter 124

The water in the bucket was gradually getting colder, but the warmth between the two who were embracing each other did not cool down at all. After a considerable time, Yasmine Taylor loosened her arms and said to Sebastian affectionately, "I'm going to pour the water away."

When she came back, Sebastian had already opened a bottle of red wine, sitting alone on the balcony and drinking by himself. Yasmine walked over, poured a glass of red wine for herself without saying anything, and took a sip.

"Can you drink? You just got discharged."

Sebastian's deep eyes stared at her dotingly. She wiped the red wine stain on her mouth and nodded. "It's fine. Red wine is good for health."

She then raised her head and took another huge gulp. Seeing her like this, Sebastian immediately snatched the wine glass for her and said, "Don't drink so much."

"It's fine. You know how much I can drink. A glass of red wine is nothing."

Yasmine stretched out her hand and wanted to take back the wine glass, but Sebastian refused to give it to her. He put the glass behind his back and said, "If I said that you are not allowed to drink then you are not allowed to drink anymore."

"You're such a domineering guy." She pouted unhappily and pretended to be angry while she stood by the other side of the balcony. She put her hands on her chin and glanced over the beach that is not too far away. Occasionally, there would be a few couples who would walk by.

Sebastian had already drank half of the bottle of wine by himself. Seeing that she was still mad, he asked with a smile, "Do you really want to drink that much?"

She rolled her eyes. "You think?"

"Okay, come over here."

Yasmine ignored him and continued to look around. "Come here."

He waved at her so she walked to him angrily, only to find him patting his thigh and said, "Sit down."

She didn't know what he was going to do, but Yasmine sat down anyway.

"I'll feed you."

Sebastian poured a glass of red wine and asked her to close her eyes. Yasmine stretched out her hand and said, "I'll drink it myself. I don't want you to feed

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me.

"I can't let you drink then."

He then sipped on the wine and slowly savored it.

Yasmine didn't know why, but she really wanted to drink tonight. But Sebastian kept on tantalizing her. "Alright, just feed me then."

"Close your eyes."

"What are you trying to do?" "Just close them."

She shook her head speechlessly and closed her eyes obediently.

She was waiting for Sebastian to put the glass to her mouth so she didn't expect that she would be met with soft and warm lips on hers instead. She instinctively opened her mouth and a cool liquid immediately flowed into her mouth and down her throat.

She opened her eyes, and her heart was pounding rapidly. Her face was also red, as if she was already drunk, but it also seemed like she was enchanted by his flirtatious behavior.

"What a hooligan you are!"

She shyly wrapped her arms around his neck, and her soft eyes were so attractive that it could make people's hearts ripple.

"I told you that I will feed you."

"But you didn't say that you were going to feed me with your mouth."

"What do you think I will feed you with then? A glass? That would be too plain and dull."

As he spoke, Sebastian took another sip of the wine. He then pressed his lips against her delicate red lips and slowly released the wine into her mouth.

The more tender and gentle Yasmine was, the harder he kissed her. He kissed her so hard that her head leaned backward as her long hair fluttered in the wind. She then raised her head and looked at the moonlight with her eyes half opened. "I'm not drinking anymore." She pouted and then gently punched him with her fists.

"Let's do something even more meaningful then." He held onto her legs which were resting around his waist, lifted her up. He carried her and walked towards the stone table which was on the other side of the balcony.

She gasped and couldn't help to but feel her face heating up. She buried her pretty face in his hair and punched him with her fists. She reminded him bashfully, "This the balcony!"

"It would be too boring if we keep doing it on the bed. An occasional switch will be more exciting."

"You keep saying romantic this, romantic that, but I've never ever seen you being so obsessive about being romantic though."

"I know, but don't you see that I'm trying hard now?"

She knew that he wouldn't have any good intentions when he lured her with the wine. And sure enough, it was as she had expected. But isn't this place a little too exposed? There were still people strolling on the beach even.

"There's someone over there,"

she hurriedly reminded him."

"Don't bother about those crazy people. They are just disturbing others by not sleeping at this hour." Sebastian said.

"I think you're the crazy one. Who would do it on a balcony? You're crazy. You're really crazy." Yasmine responded.