Chapter 174
Didn’t she already reach out her hand to tell him the answer?
“It means I’m going to continue drinking!” Skylar exclaimed, then took another sip from her glass, but Joe stopped her.
His strong hand completely wrapped hers, and his palm felt warm.
Because of the alcohol, Skylar was slow to react. She didn’t notice anything wrong and protested, “Let go of me! I’m not afraid of you just because you always have a stern face. Let me tell you, I can fight really well!”
Joe couldn’t help but smile at her drunken antics like a kid throwing a tantrum. Though the description of him always being stern was accurate–he had always been indifferent and hard to read.
“Come on, you’re drunk. You can’t continue drinking,” Joe said patiently, in a soft tone.
But Skylar wasn’t easy to reason with in her drunken state, especially now that Joe had changed in her eyes. “Why do you look ugly now?” she asked.
Joe’s face darkened instantly. Ugly? He had never thought that word could be associated with him.
“Think carefully before you speak. Who’s ugly?” Joe’s voice was low, with a hint of allure.
Skylar was speechless. “Obviously, it’s you. How could it possibly be me? Wait, I’ll go search online for a plastic surgeon for you. We’ll get rid of those ugly eyes on your forehead. Once they’re gone, you won’t be
ugly anymore.”
If she had studied medicine, she could have done it herself. What a shame. He was too ugly! If not for those extra eyes, Joe would be quite handsome.
Joe smiled at her increasingly drunken state.
As Skylar stood up, the room spun, and she couldn’t support herself before falling to the ground.
Then she leaned on the chair and mumbled, “How did I end up on the bed? I’m going to sleep. Remember to find a plastic surgeon. Those eyes on your forehead might affect your dating life. Remember, it’s too
ugly!”
After this earnest speech, she closed her eyes and fell asleep on the chair. She appeared obedient but was sleeping in the wrong place.
It was the first time Joe had dealt with a drunk person like this. Even when drunk, they wouldn’t dare to cause a scene in front of him. Skylar was the first.
And she was also the first person to earnestly advise him to get plastic surgery. Who would ever believe it if he told anyone?
He scooped Skylar up. She was very light.
As she was asleep, she found a comfortable position to continue sleeping when he lifted her. Her hand
wasn’t obedient. It was wandering over his chest and even pinching him.
“My bed is too hard… I need a new mattress.”
With a disdainful tone, she leaned on his chest and insisted, “It must be changed… definitely.
Joe’s eyes were deep and unread
about I lay my hands on you?”
as he gazed at Skylar. “Do you know what you’re doing now? How
But his threat didn’t faze her. Skylar slept soundly.
Joe intended to head for a shower after carrying her upstairs and putting her in bed. He needed to calm himself after being touched like that.
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