"You can't escape." She opened her drunken eyes and looked down at him.
He knew that although she had opened her eyes, she was actually unconscious.
He smiled resignedly. "Juliet, do you know what you're doing now?"
"I know." She smiled foolishly and sweetly. "Il want to kiss you."
Before Payton could react, she lowered her head and kissed him on the lips.
This was a random kiss and she licked him casually. It felt like she was eating something.
How much did she drink?
However, it was undeniable that she had succeeded in arousing his interest.
Suddenly, he grabbed the back of her head and reversed their positions, not giving her a chance to go back on her word.
The atmosphere in the quiet room gradually became intimate.
Afterwards, Payton snorted. He propped himself up and looked down at her. Her eyes were watery and especially attractive.
Seeing her fall asleep again, he couldn't help but smile bitterly. He scratched his hair, then stood up and left the room.
The next day, Juliet woke up. When she opened her eyes and saw the unfamiliar environment, she was so scared that she suddenly sat up.
Her head ached from the hangover. She didn't have time to care about it. Instead, she looked around the room in panic. Then, she lowered her head and lifted the blanket.
Afterwards, she heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she still wore the clothes she had worn the day before.