With drunk eyes, Wanda looked up at Quincy and shook her head. "Yes. I am right!"

Knowing that Aaron hadn't left yet, Quincy kept sober for the last time. He reached out and picked up Wanda, bypassing Aaron and entering his room.

After closing the door, Quincy threw Wanda heavily on the bed.

Aaron took a look at Wanda's room and left with a faint smile on his lips.

Wanda cried out in pain, "are you going to kill me?"

"Well, I thought you were too drunk to know anything." "You brought Aare back on purpose to let him know that we slept in separate rooms, didn't you?"

"What else can I say to make you understand?" Wanda sat up from the bed and squinted at Quincy. Now it seemed that three Quincys were standing in front of her, pacing back and forth. "I don't think as much as you think, and I won't. Quincy, do you know that there are two things that I regret the most after I grew up? First, I should die with my parents and trade their lives for me to live for decad

he dream could be embarrassing.

In her dream, she sat on Quincy and kept scolding him, saying that he was not strong enough and that he was not serious enough.

She also said that she wanted to drain him, in case that he went out to hook up with other women.

Wanda couldn't help but touch her forehead and exhale deeply. This dream was so terrible. Perhaps it was because deep in her heart, she was also so wild.

She covered her mouth and smiled. When she was about to sit up, she suddenly felt something wrong. Why was her body so sore? Did she fall down somewhere last night when she got drunk?

Wanda sat up and shook her head to relax her muscles. The quilt slipped down, revealing her naked body.

Wanda was stunned and slowly uncovered the quilt. When she saw herself naked in the quilt, she was petrified because she had no habit of sleeping naked.

She pulled her body a little further and stepped back slowly, finding a red mark on the sky blue sheet

"Ah..."