He leaned forward and ced a kiss on her earlobe.


    “Now you have to kiss my mouth too, then my mouth will be sealed, right?”


    Jesse frowned slightly, feeling that something was not right, but he couldn’t think of a way to refute it.


    So he kissed her lips.


    Nydia felt that Jesse was extremely obedient at the moment, like a big dog. Whatever she said, he would do.


    This was the benefit of drinking too much. It was impossible for him to do this under normal circumstances. If she had made such a request, he would have definitely turned and walked away.


    His dark eyes looked at her as if to say, “I’ve done it, do I get a reward?”


    She lifted her hand and said, “Kiss my hand again.”


    This time, Jesse finally realized, “You’re ying me!” But he saw the ring on her ring finger and didn’t feel that angry.


    “What do you mean? I need my hand to operate theptop. What if I identally send something out? If you kiss my hand, my hand won’t identally do anything.”


    She was just talking nonsense with a serious face!


    Deceiving a drunk president!


    “Forget it.” Nydia pouted and was about to pull her hand away, but Jesse grabbed it and kissed her palm.


    He had shaved before taking a shower, but when he kissed her palm, she still felt a slight tingling sensation. Her entire arm felt weak and limp.


    However, he didn’t stop at just one kiss. He moved his lips to the ce where she wore the ring and kissed it, the cold metal of the ring touching his warm lips. It created a strange and wonderful feeling.


    She looked at Jesse with a hint of obsession in her eyes.


    As if a signal was released, he hugged Nydia and kissed her passionately.


    The two of them tangled together on the bed, clothes scattered by the bedside.


    Theptop screen was not closed, Jesse nced at it, wanting to see Nydia try on the outfit.


    It was their first time in Nydia’s room.


    It was in the dark environment, with the man’s panting and the woman’s screams…


    She couldn’t help but wonder, what if Jesse’s legs were healed? Would everything be different? His leg injury has limited him too much and made him easily irritable, even insecure.


    With this thought, she wondered if she should ask tentatively.


    Jesse was too concerned about his leg and didn’t want her to see or touch it, like a taboo.


    “Jesse, have I ever told you that when I was a kid, I stayed in a temple with my parents?” She felt she could be indirect.Content provided by N?velDrama.Org.


    “How could you have told me?”


    “…” Heartless man!


    Just now he was in her body, but now he was coldly rebuking her.


    She understood that when Jesse was drunk, he would especiallysh out at people.


    Normally, he would at most deny or ignore people, but he didn’t oftensh out at them.


    “My parents used to take me to a temple every year for ten days to half a month. There was Mr. ck at the temple, who was very skilled, and he helped my father.” “Okay.”


    “Mr. ck’s medical skills are very good. He can use golden needles, you know what golden needles are, those magical medical skills in Eastern TV dramas.”


    “Okay.” He only made a simple sound, and even with a nasal tone, he seemed to be going to sleep.


    Nydia reached out and touched his waist, sessfully dispelling his sleepiness.


    “Stop it!” Jesse grabbed her hand, not letting her fool around.