
Ronald held his head, focused as much as possible, raised his powerless hands, muttered indistinctly, “Unconnected people, all out!”
Aunt Vera and Ria rushed out and closed the door.
Ronald looked at Ivonne with a slightly emotional expression, “You .. You can't get angry.”
Ivonne said, “I'm not angry.”
“You lied!” Ronald remembers what happened the night before, it's strange that Ivonne wasn't angry!
“You're drunk!”
Ronald patting table, “I'm not drunk.”
Ivonne looked at Ronald's palm, his hand was already red and swollen, “Already, I'm not angry.”
“You must be angry, I don't believe you.” Ronald accused, venting his emotions mumpung drunk, “You keep asking, I already said nothing but you keep asking.”
“Good, I was wrong, shouldn't I ask.” Ivonne did not take into account with Ronald, for the last two days Ivonne also felt uncomfortable.
Ronald started to keep looking, “You can ask, but can't keep asking, I've said nothing but you still can't believe it and still want to ask.”
Ivonne already can't help it, “If I don't keep asking then you won't say it either.”
“I've said no!” Ronald's eyes were full of vengeance.
Ah, Ronald was complaining, “But the fact is you did it!”
Ronald said angrily, “No, because you laughed at me so I said no.”
Ivonne dumbfounded, “What do you mean? What do you say is there because I laugh at you? If I don't laugh at you then no?”
“No!” Ronald said solemnly, his eyes still filled with accusations.
“I want to know the details!” Ivonne looked at Ronald.
Ronald shrinks his neck, though drunk but Ronald still can not withstand the heat on his face, “That certainly does not exist.”
Ivonne folds her hand, “Good, I believe you don't.”
“You can't believe!” Ronald rages, squinting his eyes at Ivonne, “Liar woman!”
Ivonne sighed, never mind, as she could no longer hold back Ivonne pounding the table and glaring furiously, “Actually there is or isn't!”
Ronald scratched his head, “Nothing!” Why is it so sudden?
“Every prince definitely does it, it is a rule in the palace, you say it.” Ivonne asked firmly.
Ronald fixated for a moment, “Mom spent a lot of money and also persuaded Dad.”
“Why?” Ivonne.
Ronald turned his face awkwardly, “The waiter was too ugly.”
Ivonne stared at Ronald, barely able to believe her own ears, “Too ugly? Didn't you say his look and body are very nice?”
“That's what Dad thought, but I feel too ugly.” Ronald explained.
Ivonne a little can't believe it, “But you remember her name is Pear.”
“Chat for three days in my residence, who can't remember?” Ronald felt himself was about to vomit blood, his head was too dizzy because it was so angry that even his eyes were already shaded.
Ivonne didn't really care much about this, but how could a warm-blooded teenager who was ordered to do so just chat and not do it?
“Don't you say he's ugly, was it because you had Clara in your heart at that time?” Ask Ivonne.
“I never thought about it.” Ronald said but his expression was a little strange.
Ivonne looked at Ronald, “So the night before I got hurt, it was the first time you did it with me? Tell me honestly, I won't get mad.”
Ronald shook his head, “Not!”
Ivonne immediately got up and turned around wanting to go out.
Ronald rushes up, “You lied again, you already said won't be angry.”
Ivonne reached out wanting to open the door, Ronald rushed over but as his steps staggered Ronald stumbled and fell to the floor, but Ronald still did not forget to explain, “The first time it was when the Queen forced us to do it.”
Oh right too.
Ivonne hurried to her head and helped to pick up Ronald, “I'm not mad, I want to see if Letty's done making her sober soup or not, I've said I'm not mad.”
Ronald lowered his head and bit Ivonne's wrist.
Reluctant to use too much energy but also unwilling to lose his pride, his teeth bit Ivonne but left no deep bite marks.
Ivonne's eyes soften, “Well, we won't fight anymore.”
“Gulf!” Ronald pulls Ivonne into his arms, Ronald's entire body pressed against Ivonne's body, they both fall.
Ivonne laughs, “This is on the floor, let's go to bed.”
Ronald pressed Ivonne down and did not move at all.
“Ronald, wake up!” Ivonne patted Ronald on the back.
A snoring sound rang out in Ivonne's ears.
Ivonne dropped both hands weakly, good, Ronald asleep!
In the end, Ivonne must call Rendi to move Ronald.
Ivonne rubbed his back, the man was so heavy.
The sober soup was also undrinkable, patted in any way Ronald did not wake up so Ivonne could only let him sleep.
Wearing pajamas, Ivonne lay on Ronald's chest, is there maybe nothing? Said the waiter was ugly? Really cocky.
Ivonne smiled, although his credibility was not high, but Ronald might lie because Ronald was afraid he was angry, but no matter how could be seen Ronald really cared for him.
Ivonne really doesn't care anymore.
But does it really not exist?
Thinking of this question, Ivonne fell asleep, yawned, then slowly fell asleep.
Sleeping until midnight, Ivonne felt a pair of hands were moving her, there was a body figure pressing on her.
Ivonne opened her eyes, before she could speak her lips were already silenced, like a flame that was rapidly burning her.
Ivonne closed her eyes again, there was no strength to resist, she was too sleepy.
Ronald's lips slid down towards the collarbone, then back down and stopped in front of his chest, Ivonne took a breath, the entire cell inside her body churned.
Ivonne hugged Ronald's sturdy back, sighing lightly and comfortably, feeling the warm flames spreading underneath.
Ronald's movements were not at all soft, Ronald was moving wildly and madly, when Ronald entered it, Ivonne was still in a bit of pain, but it was just a little bit, quickly along with Ronald's movements, all that remains is passion.
People who are drunk are basically not too able to think, can only move along with their wishes.
******* the******* generated in the room even made Becky feel embarrassed and shrank into her own doghouse.
After that, Ronald's mind was a little aware, probably due to sweating all over the body so emitting the smell of alcohol.
Ronald hugs Ivonne, Ronald's lips still guerrilla in Ivonne's ears.
Ivonne was exhausted and said, “Quick sleep.”
“Don't want to sleep, not sleepy!” Ronald muttered, “You ignored me for two days, I have to make up for it back.”
Ivonne let go of Ronald's hand, opened her eyes to stare at Ronald, “True not sleeping?”
“No sleep!” Ronald's eyes were deep.
Ivonne smiled mischievously, turned around and pressed Ronald, glued his entire body over Ronald's, “Good!”
Ronald's eyes darkened, looking at Ivonne expectantly.
“Why not?” Ivonne was still struggling on the matter, but Ivonne also gave her a sweet, guerrilla Ivonne lips beside Ronald's ears.
Ronald says, “I have a disease.”
“What disease?” Ivonne chuckled, breathing out softly beside Ronald's ear, making Ronald tremble slightly.
“Don't I have to take medicine when I do it first time with you?” Ronald said slowly, it seemed like it was a very embarrassing thing.
“That's because you're not interested in me, you said it.” Ivonne.
Ronald hugs Ivonne, “I'm not interested in that ugly waitress either.”
“Really?”
Ronald honestly said, “Therefore Mom thought I had a disease, spent money to bribe Aunt and the waiter and hid this thing in front of Dad.”
Ivonne is confused, “Why hide it? Can't you tell Dad directly?”
Ronald said flatly, “If the prince has a disease in that part then it is certain there is no possibility to have offspring.