Chapter 373 Got Drunk

The young squirrels were locked in the iron cage, leaning against each other and chewing.

In the eyes of desire, Miranda said considerately, "You can find it out on Google."

A dash of disappointment flashed through Consuela's eyes as she turned her head to the villa. It seemed that the villa was already added with new dishes.

She had asked someone to plant some cabbages in the yard.

It might last for several days.

While Consuela finished placing the squirrels, Consuela sat in the garden for a while before she left.

Thanks to Wendy, they became healthier and fatter Of course, all thanks to the better feeding...

It was true that she didn't want to see Richie's friends, so she had the dinner first and the dishes she had was good.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, she was sitting on the balcony, turning on her laptop and watching TV. It was a call from Debbie.

She must have drunk a lot.

She kept talking nonsense all the time, which made Consuela a bit stunned and confused. She didn't know how to respond her, but to continue sniffing to show she was listening.

After a long time, the phone was answered. A sound of opening the door came from the other side of the phone. "She was drunk with a lot of alcohol just now. Her mind is a mess now, and she is just talking nonsense. Don't take it too seriously."

"I know..."

Before she finished speaking, the phone was hung up.

Consuela was silent in the cold wind. What was the purpose of her connecting the phone?

On the other side, Debbie, who was hiding in the wardrobe, was caught by the hand. She grabbed his white shirt and said foolishly, "I just called you to look for me... Your friends are so bad... They forced me to drink... Did they follow you?"

While saying that, she turned her head to look around for fear that somebody else would come after him.

There was a slightly panicked expression on her face, which made Baron feel a little distressed.

He clapped her on the head in a proper manner, and said in a tone o

n to me when you go out. No matter what others say to you, don't listen to them."

"… However, they threatened me with you... If I hadn't drunk it, something would have happened to you... I'm worried about you."

Debbie was so drunk that she didn't know what she had said, but her words warmed his heart.

"Say less now, then say it on the bed later."

"Haha... Why? ..."

"I'm afraid I will be too excited and lose control of my hand, which will hurt you."

Baron was tall and had long legs. Although he looked slim, he still had the strength to hold her in his arms. He put her on the bed and tucked her in.

Debbie frowned as if she still remembered the smell of alcohol. She reached out her hand and asked, "Where are you going?"

"No, I won't go anywhere. I'll be here with you," said Baron with a gentle smile, after patting her head.

Then, he tucked her in again.

Debbie patted the seat beside her and invited the person. "You must be very tired. Let's go to bed together."

The man's eyes deepened. He pulled back the quilt and smiled, "It's a long night. How about we do something interesting?"

Debbie looked at the man above her, and then smiled softly, "But I'm so sleepy, I can't play cards with you now..."

Baron was silent for two seconds. Then he didn't talk to her anymore and went straight to kiss her.