Both of their mouths still carried the scent of alcohol. Pello claimed the remaining cheese with a kiss, and then, he moved towards the red lips fragrant with the aroma of wine.
"Pello, no," Su Ziceng resisted, although she understood that today was the birthday she had promised to honor. It was a rather sensitive day for Pello.
"You still owe me a birthday present," Pello completely blocked Su Ziceng's resistance, he took off her coat, and with slight drunkenness, he carried Su Ziceng towards the bedroom.
There were some things he had been suppressing for a long time, regardless of how he would deal with Su Ziceng in the future.
In the room, gasps echoed. Su Ziceng couldn't push Pello away, and in the end, she gave up struggling. Her shirt was pulled down, her fingers now touching Pello's stark-naked and muscular body.
She didn't know if the heat from the alcohol had dissipated, or if it was the warmth within herself that made her entire body go limp.
