Chapter 900

Anyway, I could talk until I’m blue in the face, and he still wouldn’t believe me, so I didn’t bother.

His plan to sleep this time went down the drain again, losing face and losing big.

I was feeling extremely agitated in my mind.

I pushed his chest and said, “Get out of the way, I’m going back.”

However, just as his body was lifted up, he was pushed back down by him.

He said in a deep voice, “If you don’t make yourself clear, don’t even think about leaving.”

I was speechless inside, but I smiled at him and said, “What do you want me to say? You don’t believe what I said, do you? So you only believe what you like to hear?”

“If you were a king, you would definitely be a tyrant!”

“Stop beating around the bush with me,” Reynaldo interrupted in a deep voice, coldly snorting. “Today you deliberately got me drunk again and did those unspeakable things to me…”

Unspeakable actions?

Ah, this will be the black mark of my life!

He stared at me and said, “Your behavior is too abnormal, so you must give me a reasonable explanation before you can leave.”

I stared at him in embarrassment and said, “So, what reasonable explanation do you want? You don’t believe me when I speak, so why don’t you just tell me the explanation you want to hear, and I’ll repeat it to you. Wouldn’t that be better?”

Reynaldo squinted his eyes, and the hand on my shoulder tightened slowly.

He usually looks like this when he is about to get angry.

I was so depressed.

I didn’t fall asleep, and I was still being pestered by him like this.

The key was that he became stubborn, and I just couldn’t reason with him.

Reynaldo stared at me without blinking, his eyes deep.

His shirt was still open, and his firm chest and powerful abdominal muscles looked particularly attractive.

I touched my nose and turned my face away, my cheeks slightly flushed.

Actually, setting aside Essie’s illness, I also desired his body.

After all, it was the person I loved. How could I not be moved in such an ambiguous atmosphere?

With his mind wandering, Reynaldo’s breath suddenly drew near.

I subconsciously turned around and ran into his deep-sea-like black eyes.

The heartbeat quickened involuntarily.

“What… What are you going to do?” I asked, my voice tense.

Whether it was him or me who took the initiative, I would always get nervous, and my palms would sweat when faced with this kind of situation.

He stared at me quietly, his arm propped tightly against my side, his handsome face clearly filled with desire and restraint.

Sometimes I couldn’t figure it out.

He used to be so willful when he slept with me before; he would just come directly if he wanted to. Why is he enduring so hard this time?

What was he really concerned about? What was he struggling with?

After a long silence, he finally spoke again, his voice even hoarser than before.

“Tell me why you suddenly wanted to sleep with me. As long as your explanation is reasonable, I will let you go.”

I understood.

He still didn’t believe that I truly wanted to sleep with him, thinking that my desire was just a conspiracy.

Thinking of this, I couldn’t quite describe the feeling in my heart—feeling a bit sad.

Even in this matter, he was unwilling to trust me at all.

Reynaldo’s breath was getting closer and closer.

It’s as if he kept restraining me because I didn’t give him a reasonable explanation.