Find Me In Your Labyrinth

Chapter 189

Estelle blushed and whispered in his ear, “Can I have a kiss and a hug?”

Her voice was so soft, and she seemed tipsy The faint smell of plum wine touched his face, and Jonathan’s heartbeat stopped for a second. He looked at her, wearing a gentle smile, and said, “It would be my pleasure!”

He then picked her up onto his lap and kissed her lips.

Cheers and laughter erupted around them.

Estelle’s pretty face turned as red as a cooked shrimp. She thought it would just be a brief, light kiss, but Jonathan kissed her as intensely as he did when they were alone, not caring about the people watching.

Estelle felt dizzy, and she couldn’t help but grip the man’s arm tightly, forcing herself to stay calm. She pushed him away and bowed her head politely, saying. “Thank you

She quickly got up and returned to the table where the three of them were playing games.

She pretended to be calm and composed, but only she knew how fast her heart was beating and how hot her ears were.

Winnie looked at her enviously, “That’s such a beautiful feeling I want that punishment too.”

got Estelle a glass of juice and smiled at Winnie, ‘We’ll

all have to help

breeze was warm, and the atmosphere was harmonious. The three of them played games happily while Estelle, unable to hold her liquor, gradually leaned on the table and

graceful, especially suitable for singing. Combined with her charming eyes, even women would be moved by

approached from behind, and the man scooped her up, saying to Mrs. Macy and Winnie, ‘I’m sorry, Estelle’s a bit

rest.

gently. She was also a bit drunk, but still maintained her elegance,

“Alright,” Jonathan nodded.

in Jonathan’s arms, her eyes hazy, and said, “I

the lawn, kissed her lips, and spoke softly, “Good

was indeed feeling very dizzy, so she quietly rested against

the villa, Estelle became restless, constantly burrowing into

‘Uncle!”

“Uncle?”

getting agitated by her squirming in his arms, and he had

neck, her eyes hazy and her tone soft as she cooed,

hoarse, “Aren’t I hugging you already?”