Chapter 191 Alcohol Allergy

The bitter taste spread in her mouth immediately. Wendy stared at her almond eyes and forgot to react. Barry's lips were burning with shame and his body was close to hers. His heartbeat was so fast, in just a frequency with her heartbeat.

Was Barry kissing her?!

With this message, Wendy still couldn't come back to her senses. But the scent from the nostrils was so intoxicating. Is wine? It turned out that wine tasted like that? It was bitter and astringent, making people's heart beat faster and their faces blush.

Barry could feel clearly that the woman in front of him was trembling, and this recognition made him even more confident and uncontrollable. He wanted to continue to kiss her, but

"Breath!" It was until then that Barry found that Wendy had been holding her breath.

"Hiss..." Wendy took a deep breath obediently and then exhaled.

Seeing Wendy's awkward reaction, an idea occurred to him. Barry asked, "you haven't kissed anyone, have you?"

Wendy's face turned redder like a cooked shrimp, "I I... i HMM... "

Barry's eyes darkened and with great desire, he kissed Wendy again. Recently he was abstinent and didn't go out to find women, which worried the men of Hongmen Sect. Recently, he also worried about himself. Maybe he was not interested in women anymore? No no no Now he realized that he was just interested in a special woman.

Wendy was the special woman.

"Wei Barry... " Wendy said these words through her teeth. The next second, Barry took away her breath. Barry chased after her and put his arms at two sides of her head, locking Wendy in his arms.

The driver was driving steadily and turned a blind eye to the beautiful woman sitting on the back seat. After all, it was a common scene like this.

In room 1306 of the Vedder Theme Hotel.

Taking two steps forward, Malcolm pushed away the remaining two gauze, and gently stared at the woman on the bed. With such a seductive scene and the light fragrance in the air, his heart beat more crazily. His Adam's apple rolled and he almost couldn't help but jump over.

"I want you to be a father."

The gentle voice of last night suddenly came back to his mind. Hearing that, Malcolm paused. He raised his arm, smelled the alcohol all over his body and suddenly frowned. He had drunk so much tonight and it seemed that he was not allowed to have a baby, which meant that he could not touch Poppi tonight But if he doesn't go there, then doesn't live up to Poppi's expectations. '?

At the same time, the man on the bed turned over, gently stretching out the quilt. With a whine, it stimulated the Malcolm's sense organs in every way.

No way! Malcolm felt as if he had stood still, struggling inside. Go or not? Or should he go? Just holding her in the arms and doing nothing else But it seemed that he couldn't guarantee that he would not do anything else. So, he decided not to go?

"Phew!" After a long time, Malcolm

ught someone was hurt badly again Can I cure it due to alcoholism? When did you look down upon me? "

As Barry passed by the young man, he cast a cold glance at him and said, "just make sure that you are as eloquent as your medical skill ."

The young man touched his nose awkwardly. Then he followed Barry upstairs with the medicine box in his hand.

Mr. Wei took sleepy Wendy to the master bedroom and kicked the door open. He walked to the bedside and put Wendy on the bed carefully. "Come and see how she is."

"Okay." The young man nodded helplessly, squatted down and carefully examined Wendy.

After a short while, the young man said, "she indeed got an allergy to alcohol, but luckily she is not seriously ill. A drip and some medicine will do. Mr. Barry, you worried too much."

Standing aside, Barry scratched his head, lifted his foot and kicked the man in the butt, "shut up!"

The young man rubbed his buttocks in pain as he drew up medicine for his wound and said in a wronged tone, "Mr. Barry, don't kick me so hard. Otherwise, I have to deal with my wound first."

Barry didn't bother to talk with him anymore. Barry just let him prescribe some medicine and inject all the medicine into Wendy's body.

"The drug is drowsy. This beautiful lady won't wake up until noon tomorrow." The young man tidied up the medicine cabinet and reminded, "so, Mr. Barry, no matter how angry you are, you'd better try not to lose your temper."

"Fuck off!" Barry kicked the doctor out of the room and slammed the door. He stood in front of the door and cursed for a long time. Was he a scum? Or a beast captured? How could he do anything to her when she was allergic to alcohol like this?

"Well..."

Wendy whined in bed, and Barry then ran to Wendy immediately. He held Wendy's hand and asked nervously, "what's wrong? What did you say? "

Wendy didn't reply and went to sleep. The warmth of her palm made her extremely quiet subconsciously.