My Waste Husband

Chapter 246

During the dinner, Milan rarely spoke. Her eyes kept glancing between Henry and Sylvia, and no one knew what she was thinking about.

White liquor was constantly drunk, and they had a good time drinking.

After three rounds of toasting.

"By the way," Milan's mother looked at her daughter and said, "Milan, I haven't asked how you met Henry yet. What a coincidence!"

"He..." Milan looked at Henry. She was thinking about Henry from 10 years ago. At this moment, Milan couldn't believe that this man was that boy.

"Auntie." Sylvia smiled slightly. "Henry is my husband." NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

As soon as Sylvia finished her words, the couple stopped raising their glasses almost at the same time.

Henry smiled and said, "Uncle Xiao, I'm married."

"Married..." Chris murmured and then smiled. "Well, it's good to be married. But you boy, you did such a big thing, and you didn't even contact me. For so many years, I have never changed my phone number. I was waiting for a day to meet you again."

Henry smiled embarrassedly and said, "It' hasn't been long since this thing happened, and no one has been informed."

Chris shook his head. "I don't care. It's fine if I don't know about it. Since I know, you have to drink a glass of wine as punishment!"

"Okay." Henry raised his glass and drank it generously.

After filling Henry's glass, Chris said, "Come on, let's drink together. Henry, I know this girl, Sylvia. She's a good girl. You can't let her down."

"Sure, sure." Henry nodded repeatedly.

The couple raised their glasses and asked Milan and Sylvia to also raise the glasses. The five glasses clinked with each other, making a crisp sound.

When they clinked glasses, they looked into each other's eyes. At this moment, Milan didn't dare to look at Sylvia's eyes, so she avoided them slightly.

Chris was usually under the control of his wife, so he couldn't drink. Today, he found an opportunity to drink. The five of them drank three bottles in total.

At the end of the dinner, everyone was drunk.

Henry and Chris were sitting on the sofa. Chris inquired about Henry's experience over the years. Henry briefly told Chris what had happened over the years. He said that he ran around and returned to Ningzhou some time ago. He settled down in Yinzhou City. He did not mention anything else.

It could be seen that even though Chris was a mature man in his fifties, his eyes were a little red.

Back then, a 14-year-old child had no one to rely on. He left quietly and went back and forth for ten years. One could imagine the bitterness in his heart.

Sylvia and Milan were sitting on the other sofa, and their eyes were fixed on Henry.

Because of drinking, these two beautiful women had different styles. Both of them were blushing and had their own charms.

"Milan, just tell me what you are thinking." Looking at her close friend's hesitant face, Sylvia took the lead.

"I..." Milan opened her mouth. Driven by the alcohol, her voice came out. "Sylvia, you used to say that you would give your husband to me sometimes. Is that still available?"

Milan looked straight into Sylvia's eyes and didn't dodge this time.

Sylvia was silent for a few seconds and smiled. "Of course. This guy works for the salary. From now on, you'll pay ten thousand yuan a month, and you'll pay half of it."

Hearing this, Milan burst into laughter and said, "B*tch, I'm kidding you. Look how nervous you are. When I'm in France, there are hundreds of fresh meat chasing me. I don't need him!"

"Tsk!" Sylvia pouted her lips and said, "I am not nervous."

"Aren't you nervous?" Milan winked at Sylvia. "Then tell me how to sleep tonight. There are only three rooms in my house."

"How to sleep..." Sylvia had not realized this problem before. When Milan asked her, she immediately felt that something was wrong.

Although she and Henry had been married for such a long time, they had never slept together. Was she going to sleep with him on the same bed tonight?

Sylvia's pretty face instantly turned red.

"You wicked girl, you're going to turn from a girl to a woman tonight." Milan reached out and pinched Sylvia's face, then walked lightly to her room.

The night view of Hangzhou was exceptionally attractive. Originally, Henry and the other two people wanted to go out for a walk at night. However, things had changed. They had drunk a lot of wine during dinner, and now they were very tired. So they decided to change tonight's schedule.

The guest bedroom had been cleaned up. Sylvia stood in front of the door of the guest room for a long time before she walked in. The woman was worried. Even if she wanted to sleep together, she couldn't get on the bed so easily.

Sitting on the bed, Sylvia only took off her shoes and socks, and her heart was pounding hard. She took out her mobile phone and aimlessly slid the screen, her beautiful eyes glancing at the door of the guest bedroom from time to time.

Henry chatted with Chris for a long time. At 10 o'clock in the evening, they finally finished their conversation and rested.

The lights in the living room were turned off. Henry stood in front of the door of the guest room and gently pushed the door open. The light in the guest room had been turned off. In the haze, Henry saw a graceful body lying on the bed.

Henry took a deep breath, sat at the bedside, and said softly, "Dear, are you asleep?"

In response to Henry, there was a silence and even sound of breathing.

Henry slowly climbed onto the bed, gently lifted the quilt, and lay down beside Sylvia. The bed of the guest bedroom was no more than 1.5 meters. Two adults were lying on it, and their bodies inevitably touched.

At such a close distance, Henry could clearly smell the fragrance of the woman's hair.

At the moment when Henry lay down, Sylvia's even breathing became rapid. She didn't fall asleep, but she just didn't know how to face this kind of thing. After all, this was the first time she was lying

on the same bed with a man. For her, this was the first time that she was so close to a man.

Henry lay on his side, and his sight gradually adapted to the darkness. The perfect woman's outline was in front of his eyes, and Henry's eyes were full of tenderness.

He slowly stretched out his hand and covered the woman with the towel. This simple action made the woman's body tremble and she felt inexplicable nervous.

Henry slowly stretched out his arm, passed under the woman's neck, and gently held her in his arms.

Sylvia could clearly feel Henry's actions. At the moment, she was breathing a sigh of relief in her heart, which made her feel exceptionally contradictory.

In Sylvia's heart, she was fiercely fighting with her own thoughts.

"Does he want to kiss me? What should I do? What should I do? Should I refuse him? If I refuse, will he be angry? After all, we are already married, but if I don't refuse him, will it be too fast? I am not ready yet."