"It seems that I heard wrong. I thought he was calling you." Jim then picked up the glass of wine in front of his desk and raised his glass to Ye Shayan, "have a drink."
Ye Shayan looked at Jim with a smile on her face. No doubt he also raised his glass.
Jim teased Ye Shayan with words while drinking. After a glass of wine, ye Shayan began to feel dizzy.
"Why not?" Seeing ye Shayan holding her head, Jim almost fell on the table. He approached her with concern and put one hand on her shoulder. "Do you want to take you to the room to have a rest?"
"The concentration of your wine must not be low. I feel dizzy."
Ye Shayan's drinking capacity is OK. She only drank a glass of wine. She can't faint.
She wondered just now whether Jim had drugged her.
But she felt nothing but dizziness.
And Jim was always in her sight, and she kept staring at her glass.
Jim should have no chance to put medicine in her wine. On this thought, ye Shayan ruled out the possibility of Jim putting medicine on her.
Most importantly, Jim didn't prescribe medicine from this position.
She even followed him to the bar, and everyone knew what was going on.
There's no need to drug her. She'll be with him tonight.
It's because ye Shayan is too confident in herself. When she recalls tonight, she regrets that she missed the only chance to escape.
"For me, the concentration is really not high. It is estimated that you seldom drink, so you faint when you drink. Come on, I'll take you to have a rest."
As Jim said this, he took Ye Shayan down from the high chair and helped her to the elevator.
When Jim hugged her waist and helped her walk, ye Shayan shook her head, trying to wake herself up, but the more she shook her head, the more dizzy she became.
Jim helped Ye Shayan into the elevator and directly rose to the penultimate floor. He swiped his card in front of a suite and went in.
Ye Shayan is dizzy, but her brain is clear.
When she was held by Jim and staggered to the bed, her body was heavy. When she opened her eyes, she saw that Jim was also pressed on her.
Ye Shayan expected Jim to come up, but she still pretended to be reserved and refused for a while:
"Jim, don't..."
"Don't what? I haven't done anything yet." Jim looked at Ye Shayan and smiled maliciously.
His dark hand attacked him, and he was greedy for ye Shayan's full chest for a long time.
"It's so soft. Do you have an F in your cup?"
Looking at Ye Shayan with a drunk face and confused eyes, Jim lowered his head and made an ambiguous joke in Ye Shayan's ear.
"No, um..."
Ye Shayan's hand covered Jim's hand on her chest, but she didn't mean to push his hand away at all.
"Don't resist, you'll want it."
After Jim finally coaxed Ye Shayan, he began to play with him without pity.
"Ah --"
Ye Shayan's eyes were clear for a moment when Jim tore her business suit with brute force.
This man is too savage!
Only half an hour later, under Jim's constant plunder, ye Shayan couldn't carry it.
"No, Jim, I don't..."
Jim didn't have time to treat her so much, let alone be considerate to Ye Shayan. He just vented his strong desire in his body.