Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

Chapter 251 I Was Drunk
No!
With little hesitation, I made my way through the crowd and ran.
At the last second before Aaron poured the contents of the glass into his throat, I finally threw the glass away.
The glass fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and the women around screamed and fled.
In an instant, everyone’s eyes were fixed on my face, including Aaron’s.
The moment he looked at me with blue eyes, my heart beat faster.
“The glass of wine just now was drugged.” At this moment, he could only pretend to be calm.
To be honest, everything at this time was an impulsive move on my part. Only now, being watched by his eyes, did I begin to
panic.
But no matter how many times that has happened now, I would have stepped forward and stopped it.
Who knows what that bitch put in the drink?
What if they were drugs or poison?
Aaron’s voice was already s*xy, but now it was a little hoarse and even more dangerous, “Have you been following me?”
I realized what he was saying, and I couldn’t help but blush immediately.
“Stop being so narcissistic! I’m just drinking here!”

Before I could finish it, Aaron wrapped his hand around my waist. The distance between him and me disappeared in an instant,
and it was so close that I could smell the alcohol in it.
“Are you just drinking here?” He looked around, “I didn’t expect you to come to the bar to drink only now.”
Ignoring my struggle, Aaron smiled playfully and said with a provocative expression: “Why, your Adenauer can’t satisfy you?”
Dammit!
“I shouldn’t have saved you.” It was about to explode.
This was the first time I was humiliated like this. I was asking for it!
“I really shouldn’t have saved you! I shouldn’t have cared what you drank. I don’t care even if you die!”
“Well, are you still trying to play this kind of trick?” It was the blonde bitch who had drugged Aaron’s drink. He walked over to
Aaron again, pressing his chest proudly against Aaron’s arm from her, “Mr. Morris, that **** dropped her glass from her. Why
don’t you drink mine?” Unpleasant woman? I couldn’t beat Aaron verbally, but I could beat this bitch. Turning around, I stopped
and slapped that bitch. The strong slap and screams of the **** once again shocked many people around. “They’re all ab*tch in
the eyes of a real b*tch.” I looked at her coldly and left quickly. I couldn’t stay in this place for a second longer! “Wait.” I hadn’t
done it. around and saw it was Aaron. He was coming after me. “Why save me?” He leaned closer, and his hand from him
holding my forearm slid across my skin and grabbed my wrist from him. The strong family aggression hit me. I retreated
reflexively, and my back from him was pressed against the cold wall. I bent my knees and tried to block Aaron’s intrusion. But he
reacted faster, holding my knees and pulling them apart slightly. In the blink of an eye, I was imprisoned between the wall and
him in a posture of complete acceptance. Dammit! He always did it with ease! “You saved me, and it means you don’t want to be
separated from me.” Aaron bowed his head and kissed my neck gently. When he touched my skin with his lips and tongue, my
heart trembled instantly.
“Don’t be so narcissistic! No matter who was drugged tonight, I would have stopped him.” I pushed him hard, “Since you are
conscious, I think I have done a good deed for nothing.”
I grabbed the skin of my neck where he had kissed me, wishing I could flee the scene immediately.

But his hand from him was on my shoulder now.
“Help me...” Aaron’s voice sounded bad. I couldn’t help but turn to look at him
.
God! His face of him turned extremely pale and his body of him was falling apart.
The next moment, Aaron fell towards me, with most of his body weight from him hanging on my body from him.
“Aaron!” I struggled to hug him, “What’s wrong with you?”
“Bathroom... I’m going to throw up.”
I struggled to get him to the bathroom. Fortunately it was not far away.
Once inside, Aaron dragged me, staggered into a men’s bathroom cubicle, and vomited into the toilet. I turned my head away
from him. But when I turned around, I saw several men standing on the urinals in the men’s bathroom.
They looked at me embarrassed and couldn’t continue urinating.
I was embarrassed too. I could only close the cubicle door.
As a result, he could only be in a small space with Aaron.
Aaron didn’t seem to have eaten much at dinner, and most of what he spit out was water.
After he finished vomiting, I was about to withdraw my hand when Aaron fell to the ground with a pained expression on his face,
“I feel terrible.”
I had to bend down again, “Can you still walk? I will take you to the hospital.”

“I don’t want to go. I’ll be fine after taking some medicine.”
“You almost got a punched stomach from drinking last week. You drank so much again today. Do you want to die?” My anger
could no longer be suppressed.
But for some reason, Aaron opened his eyes and looked at me, clutching his belly. A smile suddenly appeared on his face from
him.
“Forget it.” I grabbed his arm from him and wanted to get him out of the bathroom.
But as soon as we got out, The blonde **** stepped forward and reached out to slap me. I couldn’t dodge it with Aaron on my
arm now. I closed my eyes and prepared to take that blow.
But the pain did not fall on me as I expected.
I opened my eyes to see Aaron grabbing the blonde bitch’s wrist.
“A good woman doesn’t hit other women.” Aaron smiled, looking very happy.
But I wasn’t happy.
Did he mean that I was not a good woman?!
The blonde bitch also noticed and seemed less angry. Gives. He looked at me provocatively, and then looked at Aaron: “Morris,
you’re drunk. I’ll help you get a room in the hotel next door.”
Looking at the room card he handed me, I rolled my eyes.
“But I only like bad women.” He ignored the room card and took me straight out of the bar.
This **** could always deal with women as easily as this!

But I had to admit that I was very satisfied with the effect of what he just said.
When I left the bar, I couldn’t help but look back at that blonde bitch’s angry face from her. Brave!
“Stop watching. I can’t take it anymore.” I turned around, quickly hailed a taxi and put it in. “Where do you live now?” I asked him
after getting in the car. What he answered was Aaron’s drunken and sleepy face of him. “Stop pretending. Tell me your address!”
I pushed him a couple of times.
But Aaron’s body tilted as if he had completely lost consciousness, and his head rested on my shoulder.
“Miss, where are you going?” The driver began to urge.