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    “Kaiden, are you ying with me? You’re not really drunk, are you?”


    Her eyes sparkled with beauty as she gazed at him.


    After their lingering kiss, her eyes glowed with affection. Kaiden chuckled involuntarily. Perhaps influenced by the alcohol, his usually reserved demeanor now showed a hint of yfulness, reminding Ellie that he was only twenty-seven. At his age, others like him were still spending their wealth carelessly.


    “Kaiden! So you’re not really drunk!” Ellie remarked, slightly irritated. She had forgotten that Jerome had once mentioned Kaiden hardly ever got drunk.


    “How could I get drunk with you around?” Kaiden pressed her against the car door, his voice low and husky.


    What if she got taken while he was drunk? Who would he me then? Even through their clothes, the touch conveyed the other’s presence, soothing the brain under alcohol’s influence. It felt like a craving for touch.


    “Kaiden, you’re suffocating me!” Ellie shoved him back; he was too close, his words swirling with the smell of alcohol.


    “You’re so sensitive,” Kaiden remarked, giving a slight nod as his head brushed against her neck intermittently.


    “Your beard feels scratchy.”


    Kaiden ran his hand over his chin; there was a light stubble, hardly noticeable, but Ellie’s sensitive skin made it feel prickly. From apanying Ellie to the hospital, then hurrying to Hagua, and straight to thepany for a meeting… He had been too upied to even shave.


    He appeared to enjoy deliberately brushing his stubble against her neck.


    “It’s too hard. Stop rubbing it against me,” Ellieined, turning her head away from him.


    “Oh?” The man smirked, meeting Ellie’s gaze. “What’s hard? Where is it rubbing?”


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    It took Ellie a moment to realize what he was referring to.


    “Kaiden, even when you’re drunk, your mind is still filled with nonsense!”


    He didn’t protest, emitting a deep, pleasant chuckle, and gently pinched Ellie’s chin before kissing her lips again. Not quite content, he stepped away momentarily only toe back and nt a kiss on the corner of her mouth.


    He wasn’t drunk, but Ellie sensed something unusual about him. The more Kaiden drank, the wider his smile seemed to grow. His voice, resonating deeply from his throat, held a captivating allure.


    As Ellie was preparing to get Kaiden into the car, she noticed a girl standing nearby. Her delicate and serene features exuded aforting aura, instantly calming the surroundings. With waist-length straight hair, a chiffon shirt, a long floral skirt reaching her ankles, and white canvas shoes, she appeared almost ethereal amidst the Heart Ind, evoking a student-like vibe.


    But she wasn’t a student. She was a core member of herboratory.


    “Flossie?”


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