Even though the drunk Diana was different, the feeling of being teased made Louis very uncomfortable.

His forehead jumped, and that night, this woman also pinched his face when she came up. He really didn't know how a woman could be so flighty.

He patted Diana's hand expressionlessly, thinking that she would understand what he meant. Unfortunately, he underestimated the boldness of the drunk woman, not to mention the sudden relaxation in her heart.

"Don't be so stingy, it would not hurt you." Diana muttered grotesquely and pulled out her hand again.

Before she could touch Louis's face, her hands were shot several times by him.

Diana touched her hand that had been beaten up by Louis and said in a grievance: "I didn't just touch you for a while. Why are you so stingy and hitting people so painfully?" Pouting, she glared at him and complained, "It's too much."

Louis frowned, and he clung onto Diana's hand and put it on her face. "Okay, pinch."

Diana actually pinched his face and said to him, "Yeah, it feels okay, but it hurts when I pinch this face." Her hands turned towards Louis's face again, "I still like to pinch your face. Don't be so stingy, just let me pinch."

Louis was overwhelmed. It was a waste of time to talk to the drunkard. "You're drunk. If you're done, go back to your room and sleep." He blocked her hand again and said coldly.

Diana swayed. In order to maintain the balance of her body, she subconsciously hung her arm with one hand, and pulled her head and waved her hand softly, "I drunk? I'm not drunk, I only drunk a little. That's it. I want to tell you about a hundred million dollars. If I don't drink, I dare not tell you. "

Diana showed her nature after drunk. The moment before, she had to cry. At the moment, she started flirting people.

Louis said fiercely: "I'll give you a minute to choose. Go to sleep now, or I'll let you wake up."

"Wake up? Why are you sober?" Diana looked at him questioningly. "I'm not drunk again. If I'm drunk, how can I tell you something?"

All the drunkards said they were not drunk.

Louis picked up his phone and called Grace to confirm whether Diana had drunk the amount of the 100 grams.

"It's indeed 100 grams or so. May drank about less 100 grams." Grace said, "But I didn't know if she had drunk before this bottle."

Fuck! Louis hung up and said to Diana, "What was your choice just now?"

Diana looked at Louis puzzledly, and had forgotten what he had just let her choose. She felt that the head on her neck was heavy, and she looked up hard for a while, but no matter what, she could not figure out what she should be and what to choose from.

Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of his thin angular lips.

Although she had slept with this man for two times, she had never kissed him. She suddenly wanted to kiss his lips. As soon as she thought about it, she tiptoed her arm around his neck and kissed him.

Louis was shocked. Because of his slight cleanliness, he had never kissed anyone in his life since he was sensible.

Diana dared to kiss him!

He pulled her away and yelled, "What are you doing?"

His mouth was parted, but Diana still held his arm around his neck. She seemed very dissatisfied with the way he interrupted the kiss, and did not understand why Louis looked angry. She looked at him confusedly and said: "Kiss you. "

Kiss?

Louis suddenly regretted it. Why did he fall in love this woman’s physical body? The moment he thought about the possibility that she would have kissed others like this, or maybe even kissed a lot of people, his heart would be blocked.

This woman was so outrageous!

"It's already a minute, it seems that your choice is to wake up." Without saying anything, he held Diana's back collar and dragged her towards the bathroom in the bedroom. He must teach her this lesson today.

When the shower head opened, Diana was drenched with cold water.

In this season, taking a cold shower was not a pleasant thing. Diana immediately trembled, waking up more than half of her time and being awake.

"What are you doing?" She screamed, hopping to escape the shower that was held in the hands of Louis. Her heart was filled with anger. Why Louis wanted to use cold water to shower her? Was he sick?

Louis grabbed Diana's arm and kept her from hiding. "Let you wake up." His voice was full of anger. It could be told that he was very angry.

Diana was also very annoyed. What did she do? It was a pity that she could not remember what she had said and what she had done, but she still remembered that she had drunk.

"Did I do something to make you angry? Even if I want to wake up, there's a better way?" Diana was anxious, and when she spoke, cold water stabbed into her throat and nose. The hand that hadn't been caught did not care to block the shower. She covered her chest and coughed. It looked embarrassed and pitiful.

Louis looked at her breathless cough and frowned, finally shutting off the water.

Diana was finally freed, holding onto the cold wall. She remembered why she was here today, but she only remembered walking to Louis's study room behind Grace. Later, she could not remember it until it was poured by cold water.

This was self-reliance. She thought to herself.

Louis threw a bath towel to her. "The next time you’re drunk again, I won’t forgive you." He said coldly, "Clean up and go back to your room." After that, he left the room first. He was half wet on his own, but he ignored it.

Diana slowly sat on the side of the bathtub and wiped the water on her head. Her clothes were already wet.

Louis said that she was drunk, was she really drunk? She scratched her head. She didn't think she couldn't drink so much. Could she point to Louis's nose and scold him when she was drunk? Impossible, was she brave enough? She couldn't think of it.

She hadn’t time to be angry. She was extremely annoyed in her heart. Why couldn't she remember anything?

She rubbed her body and opened a door in the bathroom to look outside.