Manuel remained silent for quite a while.
He stood up from the couch and then walked into the bedroom.
His leg had almost recovered just like the common if he didn't engage in strenuous exercise.
He simply stood in her front, watching her gasping with a blushed face.
Obviously, she was stoned by liquor.
Hesitating for seconds, he bent over, "Hey, you went to the wrong place…"
While he was still lost in hesitation, Susan suddenly reached out her hands to wrap around his neck.
Before he could react, he was pulled down on the top.
To avoid physical contact and also keep himself steady, Manuel struggled to press on the mattress with both hands. However, Susan suddenly approached to attach her lips to his.
Manuel couldn't help swallowing.
Susan opened her eyes. However, she looked blank.
Her tongue started to reach forward.
Clenching his fists, Manuel didn't want to enjoy it, however, nor did he try to break free.
Her kiss started heating with desire.
She clung to him. It seemed that the kiss was too plain to quench her desire. She tried to rip his shirt and started kissing his face, his neck and somewhere down below.
His clenching fists started to let loose.
Then he buried his head into her neck.
Though she was wearing a strong scent of perfume, he could clearly capture her inborn smell of hers, which was so familiar to him.
Led by Susan's kisses, he started to respond more actively.
The hormone started burning inside the room.
But suddenly, a sweet moan froze the air, "Henry…"
Everything seemed to be frozen, including the burning hormone.
Manuel let go of her, who was writhing in desire.
Her face turned much more blushed. Her body felt much sexier. However, in Manuel's eyes, he found her cold and repellent.
He got off her. Somehow, he found it so lucky that he managed to stop before it was getting late.
When feeling the one on top was away, Susan reached out her hands to probe, trying to get him back. However, she did it in vain.
Her face turned anxious.
She couldn't help writhing in bed.
"Susan, I am Manuel." Manuel stood in her front to watch while speaking emotionlessly.
He wouldn't be the substitute for Henry.
After that, Susan suddenly stopped and fell into silence.
She seemed to regain a bit of soberness.
She struggled to recognize the man standing in her front.
Finally, she saw Manuel standing coldly after her eyes focused.
She suddenly sat up straight in panic, "Why are you here?"
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