You Hit My Heart (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 936

Otis grabbed Joyce's hand and pulled her closer, mouthing some slurred words, "Ms. Knowles, you, you ..."

Joyce's heart was pounding, and her cheeks couldn't help but heat up, all the way to her ears.

Did he find something?

It was impossible to say that there was no panic.

Otis suddenly pushed harder, pulling her even closer.

Her breath got heavy, "Mr. Robertson, you're drunk."

"No, I'm not … not drunk ... You are so beautiful ..." Otis tried to stand up. He propped himself up on the couch with one hand and clutched her tightly with the other, refusing to let go.

She had his phone in her hand and didn't know where to hide it for a while.

If Otis stood up at this point, he would have noticed that she had stolen his phone.

She was so anxious.

"La-la, what a great day, la-la."

Kane suddenly leapt up from the couch and kept waving his hands around.

Then Kane ran up to Otis, knocked Joyce out of the way with force, and went up and pulled Otis up.

"Mr. Robertson, let's dance together."

The drunk madness of Kane came at exactly the right time, and Joyce finally had the opportunity to get away.

She took advantage of the chaos to put Otis' phone back in its place.

She felt less anxious instantly. That was so close just now. She should not have rushed and she should have waited until Otis was completely drunk.

"Go away."

Otis was struggling off the tangle of Kane.

Everything seemed to be spinning in front of his eyes, and Kane kept jumping back and forth in front of him, making him even more dizzy.

But Kane was so strong when he was drunk that he grabbed both of Otis' hands and wouldn't let go, "Mr. Robertson, come on, let's dance."