Chapter892


    I steadied my mind again and smiled at him with flushed cheeks.


    “Mr. Humphrey had a good tolerance for alcohol, much stronger than those male models. Come on, have another drink.”


    Saying that. I fed the third cup into his mouth.


    Fortunately, he also drank the third cup very cooperatively, but his gaze towards me became much deeper, shining with obvious desire.


    I touched my burning cheeks and quickly lifted the fourth cup of wine to his lips.


    He suddenly hummed. “Are you trying to kill me?”


    I: …


    “Who do you see drinking four sses of strong liquor in a row without stopping, if you want to drink me to death, just say it.”


    Um


    I was just too impatient.


    I pursed my lips, put the fourth ss of wine back, and chuckled at him. “Then you take a break first, take a break.”


    Reynaldo snorted coldly and turned his face away, silently smoking a cigarette.


    I nced at his profile, and his profile was slightly red, as if he had already had a little bit of a buzz.


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    I didn’t know when the strength of this strong liquor hit me.


    And, after he got drunk, I had to figure out a way to get him into the guest room.


    Hey, you can ask Johnathan for help.


    Thinking to myself, I quickly took out my phone and sent Vonnie a few messages, sinctly telling her that I wanted to get Reynaldo drunk, sleep with Reynaldo, and asking her to help me book a room upstairs. I also asked her to convince Johnathan toeter to help get Reynaldo upstairs.


    After the information was sent out, about five minutester, Vonnie finally replied to me, saying “OK“.


    With everything arranged, I finally felt at case in my heart.


    However, as soon as I put away my phone, I looked up and saw Reynaldo staring at me.


    At this moment, the drunkenness on his face was a bit stronger than before, but he had not reached the point of being drunk enough to lose control.


    I smiled at him and was about to go get the fourth ss of wine.


    Suddenly, a charming figure approached.


    I looked up and saw that it was Kimberly.


    She held a ss of wine and smiled softly at Reynaldo, “Reynaldo, why are you only drinking with Ms. Dully?”


    I sneered in my heart!


    I also said, “When I was just flirting with Reynaldo, why was she so


    quiet


    She had been watching there gloomily all the time.


    It suddenly ran over, probably couldn’t sit still.


    As luck would have it, I was just wondering how to keep pouring. Reynaldo’s wine, and she came at just the right moment.


    1 obediently kept silent, casting a nce at Quentin across from me.


    He was just staring nkly at Kimberly, with a hint of loss and sadness between his eyebrows.


    At that moment, I felt that he was really quite sad.


    The licking dog went to such an extent, but still did not get sincerity.


    Thinking of his past kindness towards me, sadness welled up in my heart once again.


    In this world, how much better it would be if there were no one like Kimberly.


    “Reynaldo, you and Ms. Duffy had so many drinks, why don’t you do me a favor and have a few drinks with me?”


    Kimberly’s gentle voice brought me back to my senses.


    I turned my gaze to her and saw her looking at Reynaldo with anticipation on her face.


    she gave


    Reynaldo


    Perhaps this woman is used to ying the role of a weak image, always with a pitiful appearance, even the look she carried a hint of sadness.