This late night was far from peaceful.
Christopher's abnormal behavior after drinking made Amelia feel somewhat uncomfortable.
This discomfort came from every sentence the man said after drinking.
They seemed like drunken words, but each one needed to be pondered.
On the toilet, Christopher hugged Amelia's waist and deepened the kiss.
Restless and tossing, the toilet became their battlefield.
Then the bed.
Innumerable amorous moments continued one after another.
Day after day like this, Amelia almost couldn't take it anymore.
But helpless, she was no match for Christopher, who wouldn't agree to any of her requests at this moment.
Amelia was like a lamb caught in the tiger's mouth, and Christopher became the hunter.
On Sunday, the weather was sunny and clear.
The endless blue sky showed just how great the weather was that day.
When Amelia got up in the morning, Christopher was no longer by her side.
She held the blanket and sat on the bed, recalling last night's events.
