Susan Saxton's eyes lit up instantly.
So, Arlo Seys meant tonight with her....
Susan's heart was leaping with joy. She raised her glass of red wine, smiling: "Young Master Seys, I'll drink first. Knowing you is the happiest thing for me."
Arlo Seys watched Susan drink the wine again, his eyelids lowered slightly.
Holding his own wine glass, he tapped it nonchalantly, his expression inscrutable....
Two glasses of red wine down the throat.
Susan felt the fire in her body growing stronger, losing control...
Susan leaned closer to Arlo Seys, her face flushed, eyes dreamy, her voice soft and hoarse: "Young Master Seys, the night is about to pass, are we just drinking?"
With that, she pulled down her evening dress a little.
Susan pulled down her evening dress, intentionally revealing the view in front as she rubbed against Arlo Seys.
Arlo Seys avoided her subtly, pursed his thin lips, and walked to the bedside table.
He opened it—
And took something out from inside.
