I Got Married Without You

Eva raised her chin slightly and leaned in close to Paul’s eyelids.

“What do you mean by ‘actual action”?”

With a fresh and comfortable scent, mixed with a hint of alcohol, as she got closer, it sprayed out, causing Paul’s heart to race and making him unable to look directly into Eva’s eyes.

He had intended to make a move, but when Eva actually approached him, he was scared and turned his head slightly, trying to avoid close contact.

Eva, who was held in his arms, couldn’t see clearly who was in front of her. She grabbed his arm, squinted her eyes, and slowly approached him…

As soon as she leaned in, Paul stopped avoiding her. He straightened his stiff back and stared at her, watching as she put her hand on his chest. His heart suddenly skipped a beat, but he remained calm and looked at her…

When Eva’s fingers curled up, she grabbed Paul’s white shirt and with a slight force, she pulled the person in front of her closer…

“Hmm? What actual action?”

were already close to his thin lips, only three centimeters away. Just a little closer

his gaze, staring at those lips that opened and closed, and his prominent Adam’s

I tell you, will you

In fact, she was just drunk. Whatever others told her to do, she

him, Paul hesitated for a while and then boldly leaned his face closer, “Kiss me to

close, Eva let go of the shirt

a lipstick mark, but it felt like a branding iron, leaving a tingling

which were hooked around Eva’s waist. As he did so, Eva fell into, his embrace…

uncomfortable. Eva struggled to get up and Paul stared at her. After watching for

was resting on Paul’s neck slid up to the back of his head and grabbed

“Put me down!”

thoughts he had of doing

an ambiguous moment, she’s actually grabbing his

speechless and followed the force of Eva’s hand, tilting