Chapter 953


    Emily parked the white off-roader downstairs.


    Although they live on the second floor, there was a huge gap between men and women in terms of


    physical strength. Moving Simon to the apartment from the passenger seat exhausted her. She


    even rested twice on the way.


    After opening the door, she did not help him to the living room, nor to the guest room. Instead, she


    went straight to the master bedroom.


    Bang!


    With a muffled sound, Simon''s sturdy body fell on the big bed.


    Emily raised her hand to wipe the sweat on her forehead and nose. With the bedsidemp on, she


    looked at him lying on the bed. The dim yellow light covered his handsome face, and his eyes were


    halfclosed because of drunkenness.


    She licked her lips and leaned over to help him take off his jacket.


    Although she was mentally prepared, she was nervous. After all, she had never done such thing


    before. She didn''t know where to start.


    Seeing the crease between his eyebrows, she knew that he was ufortable. She reached out


    and took off his leather shirt. The shirt had been unbuttoned when they were going upstairs. At this


    time, the bronze skin was revealed...


    Emily turned around and tried to get some water from the kitchen.


    She didn''t know if it was because she was going to have s*x with him, or because she was thirsty.


    When her feet just moved, her wrist was suddenly caught, and then, by a little force, she fell on his


    body with a little cry.


    The back of her head was pressed down and fell on his thin lips.


    In an instant, the pungent smell of wine filled her mouth.


    Emily didn''t touch even half a drop of wine in the evening, but now she felt she was getting drunk.


    The world was spinning around her.


    With his arm on the side of her head, Simon''s charming eyes were fixed on her. The alcohol made


    himg in response and out of sobriety. He felt dizzy and all he could see was her blushed face.


    Perhaps it was because of alcohol. He was breathing shorter and shorter.


    The smell of alcohol with the masculine smell of his body mixed into an unusually seductive taste.


    Emily swallowed her saliva and took a deep breath.


    She hook her arms around his neck.


    "Simon, do you miss me?"


    His Adam''s apple bobbed up and down. Under the effect of alcohol, Simon blurted, "I miss you..."


    Of course he missed her!


    How could he not!


    After being separated for more than half a year, he spent not a single night not missing her.


    Especially when she appeared in the Tbridge City area, he sneaked into her room in the middle of


    the night so many times. Not only did he want to kiss her and hug her, but he also wanted to be like


    before. God knew how painful it was for him to resist his desire.


    Simon''s handsome face shook slightly, and it seemed that he was caught in a deep entanglement


    and struggle. He also tried to wake himself up.


    There seemed to be a voice telling him, "No, you can''t..."


    Emily gritted her teeth and hug him without hesitation.


    Thest bit of reason in his head hadpletely copsed, and Simon couldn''t think anymore.


    The curtains were not drawn, and the bright


    moonlight was pouring in onto the floor.


    There was only romance.


    Under the bright sunshine, the room was full of light.


    Simon pressed between his eyebrows. He sat up with his arms. A piece of quilt slid down to his


    waist. His naked chest was exposed in the air. Following his clear consciousness, there was also a


    faint headache.


    He seemed to be drunkst night...


    Suddenly, fragmentary memories shed through his mind. He turned his head in panic and his


    pupils contracted.


    Emily seemed to be woken up by him. She rubbed her eyes and mumbled, "Simon, what time is


    it..."


    Simon did not reply. He was shocked.


    Just like him, she was also naked. Her exposed shoulders were scattered with red marks. This was


    the main bedroom, and the bed was messy. More than that, there were many used tissues on the


    floor, and the air was turbid...


    It was impossible for him to be unaware of what had happenedst night!


    At this time, Emily grabbed the quilt and sat up slowly. She yawned to him and said, "Morning!"


    Simon''s face was stiff, and his expression was oppressive. He asked one word at a time between


    his teeth, "Did we did that thingst night?"


    "What do you think?" Emily asked slowly.


    Simon breathed heavily. He put his big palm on her forehead, "Emily,e closer! Do you feel


    anything wrong? Do you have a fever or pain in your throat? Do you want to cough? Do you


    sweat?"


    Seeing the anxiety and worry in his eyes, Emily felt sorry, but she didn''t show it on her face. Instead,


    she said yfully, "Well, my legs are a little sore. Does that count?"


    "Emily!" Simon roared angrily.


    His chest was rising and falling violently, and he closed his eyes for a while. Then he pulled her up,


    "Let''s go, let''s go to the hospital now and have a test!"


    Emily dodged his big hand and burst intoughter. "Why are you so nervous? How could AIDS


    reveal itself so fast? Are you a doctor or not, Simon! We will have to wait through the incubation


    period before the disease could be tested!"


    He is a doctor, but he was confused by worry.


    There was one thing that Simon was sure of. Last night, he was drunk and unconscious, so they


    didn''t have any protection!


    What''s more, if he was conscious, even if he couldn''t help it, he would never have had s*x with her.


    Among all the routes of transmissions of AIDS, other than blood and mother-to-child transmission, it


    was sexual transmission.


    Deeply aware of this, Simon was furious. He gritted his teeth and shouted out in a loud voice,


    "Emily, are you crazy? I was drunk. Did You also lose your mind? Do you know that this is very


    dangerous and that I may infect you ?"


    "I know!" Emily replied without hesitation. She confronted his eyes without flinching or dodging at


    all. She told him clearly, "As I''ve said it before, I''m not afraid!"


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    Simon stared at her for a while, and then he smashed his fist on the tail of the bed.


    The atmosphere in the room was oppressive. Only his chest was heaving out of anger and regret.


    Emily stretched out her hand and poked his back. Seeing that he did not utter a word, she pouted in


    annoyance, "Hey! Are you dumb? You slept with mest night. I can''t even straighten my waist and


    my legs are sore. Don''t tell me you''re going to turn a blind eye to me after you put on your pants!"


    Although it was prepared lines, she would still blush when she uttered them.


    The light was dimst night. At this time, the muscles in front of his chest were close at hand.


    Seeing so many scratches left by her fingers on his back intertwined, she couldn''t help looking


    away.


    Simon frowned but remained silent.


    Emily hug him side-on and said, "Simon, you must be responsible to me!"