“Morphy, you…”
Just as Yayoi was about to reject him, someone else spoke into the phone. “Miss, I am sorry, the customer is really too drunk. Please come and fetch him. The bar won’t be liable for any damages done to him if something happens.”
In the end, she decided to fetch the drunk man from the bar and take him to her own house.
The 1. 8m tall drunk man was extremely heavy. Fortunately, the security guard was kind enough to help with getting him into her house.
Otherwise, she would have broken apart under his weight.
After helping him to bed, she entered the bathroom to prepare a warm towel with which to wipe his face.
However, once she turned around, he staggered into the bathroom and started to take off his clothes. She almost exclaimed in shock, as if she had just met a pervert.
“Morphy, you must shower by yourself. I will not help you.” She threw the towel down and prepared to leave, giving him space to shower in the bathroom.
Suddenly, she felt a strong grip on her wrist. She was stunned. The next second, she was met with dizziness. Before she could react, she found herself being pushed against the bathroom wall.
“Morphy, you…”
Before she could complain, his soft, warm lips pressed against hers. Instantly, her nostrils were filled with the smell of alcohol, rendering her dizzy.
The tip of his tongue forced open her teeth and swept mercilessly over every corner of her mouth. In the end, it tangled with her lips in a mad dance.
She could not help but moan.
Her moan seemed to take over Morphy’s sober mind. He let out a soft roar before hugging her and walking out of the bathroom.
His rationality was engulfed again.
Of course, what happened afterward came naturally. A single teardrop slid across her face.
A single wrong decision had led to a chain of wrong decisions.
Now… since she had already made the mistake, there was no turning back.
Thinking of that, Yayoi calmly flipped the blanket away. Naked, she walked to the bathroom. Standing under the showerhead, she turned on the shower, allowing the cold water to wash over her body.
However, as if she couldn’t feel the coldness of the water, she stood there silently, allowing it to wash her. It seemed like this was the only way she could heal.
Still asleep, Morphy was woken up by the sound of running water. he turned around and subconsciously went to hug the person beside him. However, nobody was there.
Opening his eyes wide, he realized that there was no one beside him.
Struggling to sit upright, he caressed his head, which still hurt. He turned around to the bathroom, where the sound of water was coming from.
He flipped his body to leave the bed before walking briskly to the bathroom door. The door wasn’t closed and a cute, fragile body was stood under the showerhead.
A glimmer of light flashed across his black pupils as he walked in.