Chrissy, wearing a soft white dress, seemed to have shed her previous protective shell full of sharp thorns.
Very soft.
Everything is soft.
Her hands are soft.
Her body is soft.
Her bed is also very soft.
Wayne was a bit embarrassed for the first time.
It's not that I've never been kissed, or even touched, but...tonight is different.
The scene that was about to happen flashed back and forth in his mind, and the strong stimulation made his breathing quicken.
An ambiguous atmosphere filled the surroundings of the two of them, and every breath and breath exhaled was full of lust.
Chris smiled suddenly, "Wayne... we..."
us--
Wayne looked at her shyly and expectantly, waiting for the sound of answer that sounded like celestial music. However……
"Let's have a drink together!"
Wayne:? ? ?
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Seeing the stunned expression on his face, Chris laughed and said, "Don't you always want to drink? I specially collected dad's collection and brought it here. We won't go home until we get drunk tonight!"
Announcing the news in a high tone, she happily climbed out of bed.
Chris walked to a corner and lifted up a cloth blanket, and a basket of sealed wine suddenly appeared in front of the two of them.
"Dang Dang Dang Dang~!" She automatically dubbed.
"..."
——I was such a fool for thinking she would push back.
Seeing the box of wine, Wayne couldn't help but pat his head, which was full of yellow waste.
However, at the same time, Wayne also breathed a sigh of relief.
Although I really want it, if it comes in such a hurry, I always feel that I will leave regrets.
"What are you playing at, huh?" He supported his head with one hand and lay sideways on Chrissy's bed in a "voluptuous" posture.
Chrissy, who was not unaware of the dangerous atmosphere just now, looked slightly embarrassed, "Because...because I want you to be happy..."
Then I was so happy.
After a few perfunctory chuckles, Wayne got out of bed and approached Chris.
"Forget it, it's better not to drink. I don't have a good drinking tolerance. I get drunk as soon as I drink." Seeing so many wine bottles, he felt a little scared. What happened at Geli's place last time was still fresh in his memory.
But after hearing what Wayne said, Chris became even more excited: "Wouldn't that be better?"
Wayne slowly made a question mark on his forehead.
This direction doesn’t seem quite right!
Realizing that Wayne was looking at her with a strange expression, Chris began to use her cute trick to get through: "Wei~en~ you are obviously willing to drink with other friends, why don't you want to drink with me~"
Her arms were hugged by her, and she began to act coquettishly.
"Stop, stop, stop..." Wayne couldn't resist, so he had to agree with a slight headache.
When Chris saw this, she was overjoyed and took out the large glass she had prepared. She took the initiative to pour a full glass of wine for him on the table nearby and handed it to his mouth.
It was so enthusiastic that Wayne was a little scared.
The unique aroma of the wine evaporates, but the smell is not pungent, but rather mellow.
She...shouldn't have put anything weird in it, right?
Wayne hesitated for a moment.
However, when he saw Chris sitting down on the seat next to him and filling himself a small glass, Wayne felt relieved.
"I heard that these are precious specialties from an exotic town known as the 'Wine Country'. They were first presented to the king as a heavy gift by the envoys sent by the kingdom, and then His Majesty the King rewarded a batch to dad. "
Chris said proudly, "In short, it will definitely be much more precious than the wine you can drink in ordinary pubs. If dad hadn't collected it carefully, I wouldn't have noticed it."
Duke Elliot, sad!
She raised her glass and clinked it with Wayne's glass boldly:
"cheers!"
So Wayne responded with a smile: "Cheers~"
Curious by Chris' compliment, Wayne took a slight sip.
The lubricating wine entered his throat, and his eyes lit up.
It is indeed a rare good wine.
…
An hour passed.
"Wayne~Yeah~Yeah."
Chrissy's dress was half-unbuttoned and she hugged his neck, rubbing against him, even the suspender belt on one side fell away.
"Now...now you are drunk...don't lie to me if you say anything?" She sat astride Wayne's lap, breathing heavily.
His breath was confused, his eyes were blurred, and his face was flushed.
On the opposite side, Wayne was conscious and without any hint of drunkenness in his eyes: "..."
Wait, there must be something wrong here!
As if he realized something, his facial features were wrinkled and his face was filled with pain.
"Don't...don't do this again."
He hugged Chrissy's waist tightly to prevent her from moving any further.
This is unscientific!
Didn’t I just pour it in one cup?
He turned his head slowly and looked at the dozen or so empty wine bottles on the table.
Most of them were poured into his stomach by him, and Chris could only drink less than one bottle at most.
……how so? !
He fell into doubt about life.
Perhaps the alcohol content of this wine is actually very low?
But in the half bottle I drank at Geli’s house, the aroma of the wine was obviously not as strong as it is now!
Could it be——
At this moment, some conjecture arose in his mind.
Chris held Wayne's face in her hands and pressed her forehead against his with great effort.
"I...I like you so much, Wayne~"
she murmured.
Wayne was slightly startled.
"Well, I like you too." He said calmly.
"Actually...it's not that I don't like you drinking, it's just...I just hate you cheating on me..." She was already drunk and her speech was slurred.
He had been trying to get Wayne to drink, and wanted to take the opportunity to test his sincerity, but he ended up falling into the trap first.
Wayne secretly criticized Chris for being useless, and at the same time felt a little sorry for her for being so stupid.
"Yes, I know." He responded in a low voice.
That's why...you went to a lot of trouble to drag me to a villa to drink. Do you want to make me happy?
"Next time if you really want to go out for a drink, please don't carry me behind your back, okay? I'll be worried..." She said with a slightly tearful tone, "I don't know if you say good night to me every day and then sneak out to have a good time and have a good time; I wonder if you would blame me for not understanding amorous feelings while holding another woman in your arms..."
My heart stung slightly.
But he hid it well.
"Okay, I'll tell you later." He gently rubbed her back soothingly.
He knew that Chris was very insecure, but he never cared about her feelings on this matter.
I just thought it would be nice not to be discovered.
But I never thought about what would happen if I was discovered.
but--
If things continue like this, sooner or later, they will be discovered, right?
