ALICE THE MAGIC ANGEL
Episode 31

Eric looked at Alice's reddened face, his eyes heating up.

"You drink too much, I'll drive you home?"

He helped her get up from the chair.

Alice waved her hand, tilted her head and smiled at her: "Don't touch me. ... You're not allowed to touch me in the future... ..."

He looked drunk, looked a little bad, and was a little funny.

Eric shook his head helplessly: "Alright, I won't touch you."

He did not take his drunkenness seriously, kept it behind him, and escorted him out of the restaurant.

Alice, who was under the influence of alcohol, looked happy, on her tiptoes and dancing that night.

"The car is here."

Eric wanted to pull it, but he slapped his palm.

"You said you wouldn't touch me." His murmur was not pleased.

“Alice, you're drunk.” Eric called her like this for the first time.

The word 'Alice' crossed the tip of her tongue, and there was a hint of hidden sweetness.

He watched her dance happily, arrogantly and irregularly, with no one else.

It looks even more dazzling than the bright moon in the sky.

“Hah?” Alice turned around, feeling dizzy and half-conscious, she seemed to see a familiar handsome face.

He danced, stepped forward and approached, grabbed the man's tie, was dissatisfied and said, "You don't want to accept the challenge? Don't you want to come? Then why are you here?"

Andrew Wijaya just arrived outside the restaurant.

He did not expect, so he would see him who was drunk.

How much wine did he and Eric drink?

To get drunk like this?

Alice narrowed her eyes, looking at him, under the light glimpsing the young girl standing beside her.

The woman was dressed beautifully, with bright makeup, and clearly dressed nicely for a date.

"Oh... You purposely brought a girlfriend to piss me off, didn't you?"

Alice's soft voice rang out, sounding like there was a hint of sweetness in her anger, "You also said that I'm small-hearted, aren't you too!"

The female companion next to Andrew Wijaya whispered: "Andrew, are we going to the restaurant?"

Being able to make an appointment with Andrew was such a rare opportunity!.

He couldn't let an inexplicable drunk woman ruin it!

"You go in first" said Andrew Wijaya in a light voice.

"No no, I'll just wait for you."

The female escort did not dare to enter the restaurant alone, what if Andrew was captivated by this drunken woman?

“Alice, do you know what you are doing?” asked Andrew Wijaya gently while squeezing his chin, “crowd, dancing? Huh?”

"Here… ..." Alice pouted and repeated.

He reached out his hand and tapped his fingertips on his lips.

“What do you mean?” Andrew Wijaya frowned.

“Why are you so stupid?” Alice glanced at him, on her tiptoes, and kissed his thin lips.

Then he looked at her with a smile and tilted his head, "in any case, since you're already here, so I'll give you a gift."

Andrew Wijaya was unmoved, cold and indifferent: "I'm here for dinner with a friend, what does that have to do with you."

Alice let go: "Then you go eat."

Andrew Wijaya glanced at him, then turned his head and walked to the restaurant with his girlfriend.

Alice snorted and did not chase.

“Eric, let's go.” He turned to look for Eric.

"Alice, you ..." Eric's face looked unhappy.

He saw with his own eyes that he was kissing another man.

“What's wrong with you?” Alice looked at him confused.

"Here you go, let's go."

It's because he's drunk.

He did not take it into account and forgave her this time.

Eric said to himself in his heart, holding his tender hand, "I'll take you home."

"Good."

Alice was drunk and nodded.

He was drunk and heavy, walking on his side.

There was still a small walk from the parking lot, Eric couldn't stand it anymore, so he hugged her and whispered, "Don't turn me down again."

Alice was sleepy and had no strength to resist. Saying "yes", then no more sounds.

He closed his eyes, leaned against her, his cheeks flushed red, and his long, dense, curved eyelashes.

It's beautiful like a painting.

Makes people unable to hold back.

Eric hugged her like this, stood still, looking at her in silence.

Her heart that once hated him skipped a beat for her.