Sweet Sexy Lover novel Chapter 30

She shook her calf restlessly, trying to take it back from Enrique’s palm.

The more frequently she moved, the more tightly Enrique held.

He fixed his dark eyes on her, who breathed unstably, and asked deeply, "Why?"

Christy’s eyes twinkled and she turned her head away awkwardly and shyly, "I don’t know, you… I feel very uncomfortable."

She spoke bluntly, only to notice that she had used the wrong word after speaking.

She was about to correct when Enrique’s deep and charming voice came into her ears.

"Well? Uncomfortable?"

Turning her head, she met Enrique’s thick and muddy eyes, and her heart was slightly startled.

"Want to feel comfortable?" Enrique voice suddenly turned deep and hoarse, and he leaned forward to dive for her.

Their faces were very close, their noses pressed against each other, their breaths swirled around each other, their lips were close together with only a few millimeters away, and their breath was clear and tangled.

Christy’s breathing was not so smooth at all. Enrique was so close to her, which made her heart beat faster because of the inexplicable tension, and her delicate hand subconsciously grasped the snow-white bed sheet.

The fragrance exhaled by her was all inhaled by Enrique, and the pure and elegant girly breath made him a little addicted.

"Want it?" This time his voice was hoarser than just now, seductive.

There was something imaginative in his words.

Christy pretended not to hear and looked down to avoid his eyes, saying, "Do you have wine?"

Enrique narrowed his dark eyes, "Want to be roaring drunk?"

Christy twitched slightly her lips, "Can’t I drink down sorrow? Do you have or not?"

Enrique fixed his dark eyes tightly on her for a while, and said deeply, "Go to the living room to take in person."

"Thanks."

After thanking him, Christy pushed Enrique away, enduring the pain in her feet, got out of the bed, opened the bedroom door and walked out with bare feet.

There was an exquisite bar counter in the living room, where there were various famous wines on the wine rack. She took the opened wine and two transparent goblets on the side.

She took the opened wine because she didn’t know how to open the wine bottle cap.

Entering the bedroom, she looked at Enrique who sat straight on the leather sofa with a mysterious expression.

"Could… Could you have a drink with me?" She said after hesitating for a while.

Enrique glanced at the wine in her hand and his eyes turned a little dark, "Want me to be roaring drunk together with you?"

Christy bit lightly her lips, walked over to put the two goblets on the end table in front of Enrique and filled them with wine.

She picked up one of them. Seeing Enrique didn’t take up the goblet, she said nothing but closed her eyes, gritted her teeth and drank off the wine in the goblet in one gulp.

The alcohol level seemed to be a bit high. After drinking, she felt dizzy and her throat was hot and uncomfortable.

She coughed and her tears flew down because of the wine.

Enrique glanced at her faintly and picked up the other goblet, "If you are capable enough, drink this one too."

Christy glimpsed him who looked unfathomable, gritted her teeth, took over the wine and drank it off, enduring the pain on her throat.

This time she coughed more violently, and became dizzier.

She thought of Susie’s curse, Albert’s threat, cousin’s taunt and being forced to be married with an old man…

Tears flew down from her big eyes and the sadness in her mind made her serve herself another goblet of wine.

When she took it up and was about to drink, Enrique’s deep and cold voice came into her ears.