Bab 886: Chapter 886: A Phone Call from Young Master Graves_1

Four glasses of vodka went down one after another, and Alexander Summers's face also flushed a light red, his eyes revealing a hazy drunkenness, unexpectedly bringing out a stunning and charming beauty.

Purple Summers stared at him dazedly, Alexander's deep eyes reflecting her rosy cheeks, the only image in his eyes was her, looking especially tender and affectionate, making Purple's heart flutter like a startled deer.

She loved him, even more so because he was infatuated with her.

Alexander Summers lowered his head to kiss her.

His warm breath covered her, mixed with the strong scent of alcohol, which made Purple feel slightly tipsy, or perhaps it was because of the two drinks she just had that her head started to feel fuzzy, letting him do as he pleased.

His hoarse voice pleaded, "Let's go back to the room, okay?"

Purple hooked his neck, burying her head without speaking, only letting out a breathy "Mm-hmm."