99 Bloody Lashes And A Bullet To His Hear

Tristan hesitated for a moment. I was drunk and no one would take care of me if I went home.

Moreover, my place was crowded, and it wouldn't be good for my image if people saw him taking me home drunk.

Tristan thought quickly and replied, "To the villa."

He paused for a moment and then added, "Also, call Nanny Joy and ask her to prepare some sobering soup in

advance."

The driver nodded and closed the door for us.

Tristan gently placed me on the seat and was about to sit back up.

But my hand tightly grabbed his tie, preventing him from moving.

Since I was so drunk, I was much bolder than usual.

Tristan knew I wasn't very conscious at the moment, but he didn't forcefully pull his tie out. Instead, he gently reminded me, "You're holding the wrong thing, let go."

I frowned slightly, as if dissatisfied with being corrected, and tightened my grip. Tristan's face got closer as a result.

A pair of cold, deep, and charming eyes gradually enlarged in front of me, and I stopped breathing for a moment:

handsome."

Tristan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he lightly knocked on the privacy glass of the back seat with his long fingers.

Two clear sounds.

The driver was very tactful and quickly closed the glass and pulled down the curtain.

I mumbled, "Tristan, I want to go home quickly..."

"Okay," he said softly, as if he was coaxing someone.noveldrama

"Tristan, I want to take off my high heels, they're so tiring..."

"Okay."

He carefully helped me take off my high heels with one hand, holding my ankle gently. His large hand could easily hold my entire ankle, and it was warm.

She was wearing a dress, although it was a long dress, but Tristan still covered her with a thin blanket.

"Tristan..."

"Hmm?"

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Tristan didn't speak. Under the dim light of the car, he lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes cast a beautiful shadow on his eyelids. The emotions in his eyes were unclear.

His deep eyes, high nose bridge, and well-shaped lips were all perfectly proportioned, and anyone who saw him would want to look at him again and again.

I couldn't help it either, and I reached out to hold his face, looking at it from left to right, and admiring it repeatedly.

The admiration in my heart couldn't help but come out: "Wow, how can someone be so handsome..."

Tristan's Adam's apple moved a little, and he grabbed my mischievous hand, frowning slightly, and sighed, "Don't drink anymore in the future."

"Are you not clear about your own alcohol tolerance? It's very dangerous to drink and take a taxi..."

I was drunk and my attention was all on Tristan's enlarged handsome face.

He was flawless.

From his appearance to his personality, he was flawless.

Although he didn't say anything and nothing was confirmed, I could feel that Tristan cared about my feelings and cared about my safety.

Perhaps... our relationship could go a step further?

But I didn't know what Tristan was thinking.

My head was dizzy and confused, with all kinds of thoughts intertwined.

I didn't listen carefully to what Tristan was saying, only noticing the movement of his thin, red lips when he spoke.

I frowned slightly and stretched out my finger to press on his lips: "Tristan, shh."

With the alcohol hitting my head, I gently touched his lips with the cool tip of my finger, rubbing them slightly.

Indeed, they were very soft.

Tristan's voice stopped abruptly, and his eyes were full of surprise.

A smile spread across my lips: "There, it's quiet now."

Just by gently touching his lips, it became quiet around me.

So simple.

Tristan was stunned for a moment, looked at me for a while, took away my mischievous hand, and sighed helplessly: "You really are...'

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He didn't finish his sentence, and I finally calmed down, drowsy, and closed my eyes as if I was about to fall asleep.

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The car stopped at the entrance of the Yu family villa. Tristan carefully carried me out of the car, holding my high heels with two fingers in one hand, and carried me

in his arms with the other hand, walking steadily towards the house.

His chest was broad, his arms were strong, and his steady and powerful embrace made me feel safe.

I leaned against his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat, and with each breath, the faint pine scent on him surrounded my nose.

It seemed like I was drunker.

I closed my eyes, tugged at his collar, and mumbled in a confused voice: "So

good... Tristan, you smell so good..."

It smelled really nice.