You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

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Cecelia, seeing that they were getting drunk, stood up and tried to stop them, "Don't drink, you're all getting drunk, we agreed not

to drink too much, this wine has a strong aftertaste, if you get drunk you won't be able to wake up for a day."

"Auntie, don't stop me, it's hard to be happy." Chris waved his hand, he still had a point of clarity, he must put Luther down today.

To give himself back face. The eye was just a little short! He could still hold on a bit.

Cecelia also did not overly stop, long life within the military, men drink, she is also used to seeing, as long as not too much, she is

not bothered. After all, drinking is a different world for men.

Joyce actually only finished half of the wine glass in front of her.

Chris persuaded her a few times, but she was shallow and only finished the wine in front of her to show her respect.

She still has control.

Chris didn't really want to get her drunk either, so after a few times he gave up.

Joyce finished this drink, at first she didn't feel anything, she just felt her body heat up and her heart beat slightly faster.

She saw that Luther had staggered and was still pouring the wine, and rushed to stop it.

"You can't drink any more, you're drunk."

Luther showed an enchanting smile, "I'm not drunk, he's the one who's drunk."

He picked up the glass in his hand and raised it to Chris, "Con, drink to this, to be a real man."

Such words are provocative.

Chris couldn't possibly not respond, and he was waiting for Luther to finish the drink and get completely drunk.

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"Fuck!"

The two men drank the drink with alacrity.

A glass full of wine is like the last straw that breaks the camel's back.

Luther actually had salcol left in him, and he was so sober he pretended he couldn't. He sat down softly in a chair, propped his

hand on his forehead, then crouched on the table and pretended he was drunk.

Chris finally laughed as he staggered to his feet, "You, you're finally drunk, hahaha! | win."

He walked a few steps, suddenly felt the wine straight to his head, as if many stars appeared in front of his eyes, the sky spinning.

Gradually, the vision blurs.

Eventually, he collapsed on top of the couch, unable to stand up again.

Cecelia looks at Chris drunk and then at Luther lying on the table and shakes her head breathlessly.

Joyce had an even bigger headache, and now both men were drunk. What to do?

At that moment, Luther suddenly looked up from the table with a slightly clearer look, he shook his head off and pretended to

shout, "Where's Mr. Hurley? Con, keep drinking!"

Joyce slapped Luther in annoyance, "Still drinking, all drunk, still drinking."

Luther's nice long eyes kept staring at her, "Okay, listen to your wife, no more drinks."

Joyce glanced at Chris, who was lying on the couch, dead asleep, and said to Cecelia, "Mom, what about cousin? We can't let him

sleep on the couch, can we?"

Luther stood up at this point and pretended to be half-drunk, "Let him sleep, and when he wakes up from his nap, I'll continue

drinking with him."

When Joyce heard this, her face darkened and she quickly said, "Otherwise, send someone to send her cousin back to the base."

If the two men continue to go crazy and drink again tomorrow, she can't stand it, so she'd better send Chris away.

Luther's eyes rolled back and he didn't say a word. This was exactly the effect he wanted, to finally get rid of Chris, the one who

was in the way.

Next, he can do what he wants to do.

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