Virginity in second marriages by Angela novel Chapter 1333

Samantha, who had slept well, was suddenly grabbed and was so stunned that she immediately huffed, "Who is it? Let me go!"

Her voice was full of midair, not a trace of drunkenness could be heard.

If not for her already red cheeks and neck, it would have been impossible to tell that she had been drinking.

The more Luke looked at her, the angrier she became, the stronger his grip on her arm became, almost crushing her, "You're a girl, don't you know how to measure yourself when you come to a bar to drink? Do you want to drink so much that you can be picked up by others?"

I don't know how many incidents of picking up bodies in bars have happened.

It's okay to have a night of love, some people wake up and lose their organs and life.

She was a girl, did she not know how to take care of herself?

Luke was so angry with her that his brain hurt and his temples throbbed, so he squeezed his hand on Samantha's arm harder and harder.

Until Samantha could take it no longer and choked, "It hurts ......."

Only then did Luca come to his senses and let go of his grip on her.

Samantha looked at him pitifully, her mouth deflated, "Why are you so aggressive? I just like to drink, what do you care? Let go of me, duck."

Luke: "......"

The Samantha in front of him suddenly turned into a small woman, not only her expression but also her tone of voice became like a pouting child.

It was obvious that one moment she was fierce, but the next moment she was condescending?

Luca was confused by her reaction, but he knew very well that the most important thing at that moment was to take her home first.

So Luca said nothing more to her and said coldly and stiffly, "Let's go back."

The place was too messy and not a good place to talk.

Luca pulled Samantha out, but Samantha did not want to move her feet at all, staying there and not wanting to leave, even ending up with her arm around the chair next to the bar.

"What do you want? Do you want to stay here and keep drinking?"

Samantha said nothing, huddling there with her arms around the chair for a long moment before looking up and staring slyly at Luca.

"I want you to carry me."

Luca: "?"

For a moment he thought he heard wrong.

"What did you say?"

Samantha seriously emphasized, "Carry me."

Then, lowering her head, she said pitifully, "I'm so dizzy I can't walk."

When the bartender heard this, he could barely contain his laughter. She had already advised Luca to carry her, but he did not listen. The girl herself had asked for it, and look how embarrassed he was to refuse?

Luca looked at Samantha seriously for a moment, thinking that she was probably too drunk to know what he was talking about, and that she was probably really uncomfortable with that blush.

Thinking this, he half-open his thin lips and walked over to Samantha, squatting down in front of her.

"Let me carry you on my shoulders, okay?"

"Shoulders?"

Samantha looked at him with a new expression on her face when she heard the word, "Not on my shoulders?"

"You will be more comfortable if you carry yourself back , and you can rest on my shoulder and relax."

"Wow." Samantha seemed quite pleased with what she had heard, and nodded with a sweet smile, "All right then, you can carry me on your shoulders!"