Chapter 4 Trouble

The sound of the falling cup instantly woke up his sanity, and Wilson hurriedly hugged her head, pulled her arm around him, and he kept some distance between he and Olivia's body, he gasped and calmed his mood, saying, ''What a bother! I'll take you to a cold shower, don't do anything stupid!"

"It's hot...."

Olivia's hands waved twice in the air, then she went to pull the zipper under her neck, and the zipper of the neckline of the dress she was wearing went straight to her chest.

This was simply a deadly temptation for a man, especially now that he was still in bed; Wilson had an evil fire rushing up in his heart, making his sanity unclear along with it.

He gasped loudly, and as soon as he took Olivia's hand and stripped her from his body, he gritted his teeth and said, "You crazy woman...don't go too far...I'm not some Liu Xiahui(A model of traditional Chinese morality, he wrapped the frozen woman in his arms without molestation.)!"

"It's hot...."

How did Olivia know that the man in front of her was anxious inside, she only thought that the temperature on his skin was low and it could make her feel better, so she hugged him tighter and tighter.

"Don't you regret it? I told you at the beginning, I'm not Liu Xiahui, don't blame me for not warning you!"

Wilson stared at Olivia's reddened face and said word for word, and then he lowered his head violently; he re-hugged Olivia and kissed her fiercely.

When it was all over, Wilson rolled over and got down, he was ready to carry her to the shower, only to see a shockingly bright red color appear on the snow-white bed sheets.

Wilson looked at that little bit of red, his pitch-black eyes flickered, and his brow furrowed again, he didn't expect that this woman was the first time.

It could be that the medicine was so strong that she didn't cry out for pain at all, or it could be that he knew she had a boyfriend in the first place and he didn't think any further in that direction.

Wilson rubbed his face, suddenly feeling that things were getting complicated.

Wilson had a principle...he didn't touch virgins.

He was not very reluctant to reject a woman who came to him on her initiative, as long as she was not bad looking, because they were just playing the game and taking what they needed. The biggest thing was to give money to them; he could afford it.

But he didn't touch virgins for the virgin represented innocence.

He didn't like women pestering him with tears and he didn't want to carry guilt in his heart.

He originally thought that this was to have sex with this woman for a while, whether she wanted money or things after waking up, he could give them as long as it was not excessive, and then everyone went their separate ways.

But who knew this woman was a virgin?

Then this responsibility was quite different. Whatever the circumstances, whatever the reason, the fact was that he had destroyed the woman's innocence, even though it was the woman who had seduced him in the first place.

If she held me responsible for her, what kind of responsibility could I take?

Wilson sighed and walked out of bed, standing at the window thinking about it.

The windows were dotted with stars and neon flashes, and it was late into the night.

He thought about it for a long time before reentering the bed and picking up Olivia and taking her to the shower.

Wait until she woke up tomorrow to see how she reacted, and he would give whatever she wanted.

Wilson made up his mind, and he bathed her and carried her back to bed again.

Olivia's makeup was washed clean, her face was quiet and her eyes were closed, her nose was pointed and small under her long eyelashes, and she looked pure and beautiful with her pink mouth.

Wilson looked at her face and the half-dried hair plastered to her cheek, he was out of breath.

She was wearing heavy makeup before, and he thought she was 25 or 26 years old, but he didn't realize she was so young, like a fresh college graduate.

He inexplicably felt a twinge of pity in his heart, probably because he had always been less resistant to simple things.

Wilson reached out and wrapped his arms around her body; he pulled the covers over her and himself, and then he closed his eyes.