Chapter 61 A Good Match Crystal grew unbelievably bold when she was drunk. Instead of being afraid, she wrapped her arms around Henryâs neck and whispered, âI donât want to cook because Iâm not in a good mood.â
At the side, Madison looked on with excitement. Mr. Miller hugging Crystal is quite an embarrassing sight.
She would like to see more, but not wanting others to stare, Henry carried Crystal to the golden Bentley Continental parked at the entrance straightaway.
Thankfully, Crystal didnât act too wildly as she obediently sat in the car.
After shutting the door, Henry turned around and asked Madison in a rather gentlemanly manner, âDo you need a ride?â
âNo, no, no!â Madison waved her hands as she didnât dare to accept the offer. âYou just need to take good care of Crystal.â
Henry nodded and got into the car. Iâve heard of Madisonâs reputation. Sheâs surprisingly capable of drinking and playing. I canât believe she can get along with someone like Crystal.
The golden Bentley Continental slowly moved away.
Covering her face, Madison exclaimed, âThey seem like a good match!â
She slapped her cheek. Okay, Iâm not dreaming! This is real! Crystal has actually found an awesome man!
Stopping the car at a red light, Henry glanced at the woman beside him. Even though sheâs drunk, sheâs still well-mannered, and she doesnât reek of alcohol. Funnily enough, she seems slightly alluring when sheâs drunk.
While staring at Crystalâs red cheeks and shimmering eyes, he suddenly had the urge to smoke.
However, he dispelled the thought because Crystal was in the car. Silently, he drove back to the condominium.
When they arrived at their destination, Crystal asked in a daze, âWeâre here?â
Just as she tried to open the door, Henry held her down.
Stunned, Crystal lifted her eyes and saw a calm expression on his face.
If she were outside the car instead of experiencing the force he was applying to her, she couldnât have noticed how assertive he was acting at that moment.
âHenry...â she uttered weakly.
A faint sound could be heard in the car right then. The man had locked the door.
He looked sideways at Crystal and said softly, âSit on me.â
W-What?
Crystal blushed so hard that a tomato seemed pale in comparison. Her mind was in chaos as she didnât anticipate him to request such a thing.
Instead of urging her, Henry scrutinized her body.
Her soft silk dress only reached her knees, exposing her fair, slender calves.
While Henry believed he had no special hobbies, he knew how much he loved Crystalâs legs. Whenever he slept with her, he couldnât get his hands off them.
Earlier, in the car, the faint scent of alcohol had titillated him.
At that moment, he really wanted to kiss her.
Crystal gazed at his handsome face, feeling as if she had been hypnotized. She unbuckled. her seatbelt and crawled to his lap.
Not knowing how to please him, she merely wrapped her arms around his neck and hummed softly.
Henry lowered his head and asked, âAre you servicing me, or am I servicing you?â
Crystal felt her cheeks boiling as she stared at his attractive countenance.
She wanted to kiss him, but she was always too shy to do it.
After a long while, Henry finally couldnât hold back anymore. He unbuckled his seatbelt before lowering the chair.
A passionate session ensued.
When Crystal woke up, it was already midnight.
She sat up on the bed, scratching her head as she recalled the events in the bar and the kiss in the car. âI canât believe I did that after getting drunk!â
Just as she was about to message Madison, Henry strolled into the bedroom.
He leaned against the door and said, âYou didnât make dinner.â
Swiftly, Crystal got out of bed. âWhat would you like to eat? Iâll make it now.â
When she arrived at the bedroom door, she was stopped by Henry.