Charming Mommy Of Adorable Triplets Chapter 1027


    Robbin helped at the grilling station while ke was bartending for the guests. Maisie sat on the bench


    and stared into the night scene in the distance, holding a ss of red wine in her hand.


    Nn found her after entertaining the guests. He walked toward her and sat down right next to her.


    Maisie leaned on his shoulder and gave off a slightly drunken smile. “Cherie and Dad would be very


    happy too if they were both here, wouldn’t they?” Nn hugged her by her shoulders, lowered his


    head, and kissed the top of her head. “Yeah, they definitely would.” “Nn Goldmann, l’ m very happy.”


    She held his hand and interlocked both their fingers. “I don’t regret meeting you.”


    Nn looked down at the person in his arms, who had blushing cheeks, and chuckled. “Zee, you’re


    drunk.” She sat up and frowned. “Since when am I drunk? I’m not!”


    With a soft giggle, he took her into his arms again. “Okay, you’re not drunk.”


    Maisie looked up at him and brushed her finger over the bridge of his handsome nose and thin lips.


    Nobody knew if the night sky was too charming or the wine was too intoxicating, but Maisie actually


    leaned forward to kiss him.


    Nn held the back of her head, and his lips were tightly pressed against hers. Both of them only


    separated from each other when they were both out of breath. “I’d lose control if you were to continue


    to stare at me with those eyes.” Nn pinched her chin and stared


    straight at her.


    Maisie’s eyes turned into two curved lines, and she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled


    herself closer to his ear. “I want to go


    back to our room already.”


    Nn raised his eyebrows. “What are we going to do when we get back to our room?”


    Her gaze looked a little hazy. “Whatever you want.”


    Nn picked her up in a princess carry, and Louis asked when he saw the two of them leave the party,


    “What happened to Zee?”


    Nn looked down at her. “She’s drunk.”


    The moment Nn carried her back to the guest room and put her down on the big soft bed, Maisie


    undid his tie, pulled it off him, and rolled over to trap him under her crotch.


    The next day…


    When Maisie woke up, she did not know how intense the hangover was-the only thing she felt was a


    splitting headache.


    Nn opened the curtains, and a beam of sunlight shone on the bed.


    She narrowed her eyes slightly, raised her hand to block the beam, and wanted to speak, but her throat


    was extremely dry


    He pulled the window screen down and noticed a slight movement behind him, so he turned around


    and nced at Maisie. ‘You’ve woken up.”


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    Maisie responded softly, “I’m thirsty.”


    Nn poured her a ss of water, picked her up, and smirked at her. “That’s the consequences of


    overdrinking.”


    Maisie took the ss from him and drank all the water in it. She was almost fully awakened after that.


    She then thought of something and looked up at Nn. “How did I get back herest night?”


    Nn put the empty ss on the bedside table and squinted slightly. “You actually don’t remember a


    thing?”


    Maisie tried her best to recall what had happenedst night, and some fragmentary memories returned


    to her. She then saw the marks on Nn’s neck and chest, and her cheeks flushed instantly.


    ‘I actually forced Nn into sleeping with me!’


    Nn pinched her chin with his fingertips and leaned over to approach her. “You climbed all over me


    several timesst night.”


    Maisie flicked his hand away and quickly got back under the nket. “I must’ve drank too much!” Nn


    smiled, lifted the nket, got right above her, and trapped her under his chest, leaving her with


    nowhere to escape.” You’re really a sc*mbag, Zee. You’ve done everything you did to mest night,


    and you’re now refusing to admit it.” She was ashamed. “I didn’t…” She felt extremely guilty when she


    said that.


    Nn’s smile intensified. “Oh really, look at the mess that you’ve left on my body. Can you tell me


    which of them didn’te from you?”


    “Nn, stop it!” She buried her face into the pillow.


    I’m 29 this year, and I’m about to turn 30 this year. Will I be considered to be a lustful woman from


    today onward?


    “But it’s obviously the alcohol’s fault!’