Chapter 1498 (1/2)

”Ah, it feels so wonderful...”

”Do you want to try something new?”

”Isn't that exciting enough? OK, let's do it!”

Francis, whose cheeks were red, looked at him with bright eyes, waiting for the next surprise.

Eden came back from the kitchen with a small jar, and there was some muddy liquid and something in it.

”Kimchi, come and try it!” Eden turned the lid off and a shower of acid came on his face.

The smell of Francis is a little daunting, this smell is not very good!

Aidan took out a bar with his chopsticks and put something that looked like rotten leaves into his mouth. He closed his eyes and chewed it.

”Are you sure it can be eaten?” Francis was suspicious, but Eden's expression was seductive.

Francis is entangled, and she's not sure if she's going to try.

”You'll regret it if you don't taste it yourself.” Eden opened his eyes and took another mouthful of approval.

”Well, I'll have some.” With a deep guard, Francis first picked out one and put it on the plate.

After that, he cut off a small spot about one-fifth of the size of the nail plate with a knife. He closed his eyes as if he was ready to go to justice, and his eyebrows were tightly wrinkled and sent to the entrance.

”Wow!” After tasting the strange taste and pressing down the heat between his mouth and throat, Francis opened his eyes in surprise.

”I said it won't make you regret it.” Aidan points to the pickle in the jar and laughs.

Soon he couldn't laugh, because Francis was in a state when she completely let go of a can of pickles, and half of the soup was drunk.

There was nothing to get rid of, and Eden had to find a cold beer.

”I'll have one too!” Francis took the beer from his hand and drank it boldly.

The hot pot lasted nearly three hours, and empty beer cans were thrown everywhere.

Francis blushed, propped his cheek with his hands slightly drunk, and looked at him bit by bit with his head. ”Do you want another can?”

”You look a little drunk. I'll take care of it.” Said Eden, pointing to the rubbish on the table and on the floor.

It's just a dozen cans of beer. It's just a trifle to his capacity.

”No, I want another one.” Said Francis, burping, her eyelids too heavy to open.

”It's time you went to bed.” Aidan couldn't help but pull her up to the room.

Francis wears sexy clothes, especially at home.

A little star spangled hot pants and a small vest made Aidan see a little more when she was holding her.

The flexibility of his arm surprised him with the size and open mind of Francis.

Emancipating ”bondage” is a new slogan for women's rights. Francis learned it very quickly because she was completely liberated.

When he helped her to the bed in the room, Eden shook his head speechless, took off her slippers, and laid her whole body on the bed and pulled up the stall.

”Don't go.” Francis put his hand around his neck and dreamily said, ”Eden, why do you always push me away?”

”You're drunk.” Eden laughingly took her hand off.

”No, I'm not drunk. I want to drink more,” Francis cried

He took her hand off lightly, covered her blanket, and returned to the living room to clean up the mess.

While he was washing dishes, a footstep gradually approached and hugged him from behind before he could turn around.