You Hit My Heart (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 878

"Hmm. Not much, a little." Joyce threw herself into Luther's arms.

She staggered and tried to get up.

However, she could feel no strength in her feet, and how strong the alcohol must be?

"A little?" Luther's handsome eyebrows tangled in annoyance, "Otis forced you to drink?"

She smelt just like alcohol, and it was by no means just a little?

This woman…

She had just been constantly making troubles. What a troublemaker!

He took the mink shawl in her hand as well as her handbag, put an arm around her bare shoulders, and helped her towards the car.

He looked around, and luckily no one was there. He didn't want anyone to see her now.

Her cheeks flushed, and the bewilderment in her eyes even further added to her sexiness. He simply could not take his eyes off the woman.

He then opened the door, and carried her into the passenger seat and fastened her seat belt. Finally he got into the main driver's seat, started the engine and left the garage.

As if there was an electric current flowing through her limbs, Joyce felt her head was hot, her body was numb, and her mind was completely not working.

She felt so dizzy and the burning sensation spread all over her body.

She was so hot, and she couldn't help but tug at her collar to get some cool air in, and the cool feeling made her give a low sigh in comfort.

When he was driving, Luther caught a glance at the scenery below her collar and he choked a bit. His heart missed a beat, and he quickly reached out his hand, and tugged her collar tight.

"Don't move around." He said, annoyed.

"Aren't you hot? You're wearing so much?" Joyce's eyes were misty. Her long and slender white arm was smoothly put on his shoulder and hooked his neck, and she climbed over to him entirely.

Luther frowned. How could he even drive when she was like this? It was simply too dangerous.

"I'm not hot. Sit tight. I'm driving!" He felt helpless and he couldn't bear to reprimand her.