Chapter 283. It's Not That We Haven't Slept Together

Alex got into the car with Elly in his arms. Without struggling, she lay quietly and let him take it away from Aron's sight.

The body was upright, her eyes were hazy, and she couldn't find her way. She asked foolishly. Are we on the boat? Rough, rough

Alex held her lips, looked at her body intoxicated in his heart, suppressed his anger, and sighed. Smell it; no one allows drunks.

Elly laughed so much that she couldn't understand him. Sitting in the chair, she twisted her head to sleep, which made him even angrier.

"No one discouraged him." Remembering the scene when Aron bent over to put on a coat for her, he seemed incredibly affectionate, as if he had pinched his heart and left him out of breath.

Elly was drowsy with drunkenness, but she can feel the strange air around her. She opened her eyes blankly and reached out to touch his face to satisfy her heart's desire.

Drunkenness makes your face blush, softer than usual. Elly's silly look halv