Despite his reluctance, Barclay restrained himself after just a light kis. He relaxed his grip and lay on the bed, closing his eyes and breathing slowly. However, the fragrant scent beside him kept walking over. He felt tormented. After a while, he opened his eyes and looked at Moira, who was embracing him. He smiled resignedly. She couldnt hold her liquor, but she was q quite bold. 68 Moira had a dream. In the dream, she turned into a rabbit suddenly kised by a sheep while she was eating grass. The sheep looked at her apologetically and even offered her some grass to eat. Just as Moira thought the sheep was nice, it suddenly stood up, ripped open its belly, and then a wolf emerged from inside the sheepskin. Its eyes were glowing red as it stared at her. Just as Moira was about to run, she was pinned down by the woll. The woll hooked her waist and pulled her back, pressing her to the ground and licking her up and down.. She watched as the wolf licked her leisurely, as if cleaning the prey about to enter its belly. Just as Moira thought the wolf was going to let her go, it suddenly bared its fangs She opened her eyes and realized she was dreaming But when she looked at the surrounding environment, Moira wondered if she was dreaming within a dream. She quickly pinched her cheek. The pain made her realize that this was not a dream. Awake? Barclay asked. He sat up, and the loose neckline of his pajamas opened up. Moira turned her head and saw his fair yet firm abdominal muscles. She was shocked. I.. You We. Moira felt like crying. She was simply intoxicated. Why did things escalate to this point? What are you thinking? Barclay asked. Her scalp tightened slightly as her braid was tugged. Moira cautiously turned her head back, meeting his gaze, and squeezed out a smile uglier than crying, Mr. Covington, what happened last night between us? Did something happen between us? Barclay got up, unbuttoning the third button of his pajamas leisurely, and leaned over, asking her, What exactly do you mean? If you dont make yourself clear, its hard for me to answer your questions. Barclays warm breath enveloped her, making Moiras face h
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ot. She felt guilty and dared not look into Barclays eyes. L. I hope I didnt offend you last night Chapter 92 Her voice trembled at the end. In the early morning, they lay on the same bed, and Moira was clinging to Barclay. She was about to break down. Juliet had mentioned that Moira would act indecently when drunk, but Moira never imagined she would do such things. What do you think? Barclay snorted and straightened up, then calmly left the room. As the door closed, Moira lifted her reddish face. She could tell from Barclays words that something extraordinary happened between them last night. But she still didnt know what exactly had happened. Moira regained some of her composure. She quickly moved, checking for any discomfort. Soon, she realized that she was fine, and she was still wearing the same dress from last night. This realization brought Moira to tears of joy. At least it proved that she hadnt taken advantage of Barclay when she was drunk. What a relief, she thought. SEND GIFT Chapter 92 Despite his reluctance, Barclay restrained himself after just a light kis. He relaxed his grip and lay on the bed, closing his eyes and breathing slowly. However, the fragrant scent beside him kept walking over. He felt tormented. After a while, he opened his eyes and looked at Moira, who was embracing him. He smiled resignedly. She couldnt hold her liquor, but she was q quite bold. 68 Moira had a dream. In the dream, she turned into a rabbit suddenly kised by a sheep while she was eating grass. The sheep looked at her apologetically and even offered her some grass to eat. Just as Moira thought the sheep was nice, it suddenly stood up, ripped open its belly, and then a wolf emerged from inside the sheepskin. Its eyes were glowing red as it stared at her. Just as Moira was about to run, she was pinned down by the woll. The woll h o o k e d her waist and pulled her back, pressing her to the ground and licking her up and down.. She watched as the wolf licked her leisurely, as if cleaning the prey about to enter its belly. Just as Moira thought the wolf was going to let her go, it suddenly bared its fangs She opened her eyes and realized she was dreaming