Asmara World
Nixeelin's pregnant?

After Nixeelin left, Davis soon entered the bar behind him following the assistant.

" Mister Davis, how are you?"

The dashing bartender greeted his regulars kindly. And Davis simply replied with a smile as he spread his gaze.

" Was there a woman here?" ask Davis later.

The bartender thought for a moment, and then gave a small nod. "There, Sir. But do you know him?"

" Ah, I know him well enough." Davis replied clumsily, and immediately sat in the wrong seat lined up in front of the bartender's desk.

" Alcohol's normal." Davis said. Isaac chose to stand behind his superior.

After a while, it looked like a new Nixeelin was coming. He was still unaware of Davis' presence because he had been busy with his own thoughts.

" Miss Xeelin.." greeted Davis with her masculine voice.

Nixeelin, who was sitting in the second seat next to Davis, turned her head when she heard the masculine voice.

" Mister Davis. since when did you come?" nixeelin said with a stifled smile. She looked nervous as Davis stared intensely at her beautiful face.

" Just now." Davis replied as he was. Not to forget he displayed his thin smile, as usual he was just smiling in front of Nixeelin alone.

Nixeelin gave a small nod, and immediately ordered a drink on the bartender man.

" I ordered everclear."

" Well, miss. I think it's too late to get drunk right now."

The bartender was surprised to hear Nixeelin's order. How not, the drinks ordered by beautiful customers have a high alcohol content with 60-95 percent.

" Humm. I don't think it's good for your health either." Davis said.

" A little bit. Just give me a little."

While Nixeelin, unmitigated he gulped down the alcoholic drink until the toilet.

" Bechelle.."

******* small* escaped from Nixeelin's tiny lips as she felt the bitterness of her throat. He closed his eyes, enjoying the new taste of alcohol the first time he tried. The heat sensation feels so great. Not less than a minute, his head immediately throbbed from the alcohol.

" Why do you drink it if you can't. Do you have a problem?"

The genderless man shuddered in horror at Nixeelin. Davis has been worried since.

" Hey, just put my bill in. I have to go first." Nixeelin ignored the bartender's words.

Moving on from his seat, Nixeelin's gaze became blurry. The throbbing in his head grew so intense that he could not maintain his body's balance. Almost fell, but Davis swiftly helped him.

" Your face is pale, are you sick?" Davis looked panicked.

Nixeelin shook her head, she took Davis' hand off him. Before passing he grabbed his bag on the table, but at the same time his consciousness disappeared until it collapsed on the marble floor. Nixeelin's branded bag fell, its contents scattered.

Ishal, who had been watching in silence, quickly moved towards Nixeelin.

" Mister, Miss Nixeelin fainted" Ishal told Davis, but the direction of her employer's gaze was not on Nixeelin, but on an object that had fallen on the floor.

Davis was stunned, grabbing the thing with a trembling hand. An **test pac**k with two red lines, making both eyes teary.

" Sir, what's wrong?"

Ishal's voice resuscitated Davis, the young man was in contact with the **test pac**k he was holding, putting it in his pocket.

Not wasting a long time, he immediately carried the unconscious Nixeelin. Throughout his steps leaving the manning bar, his mind was extremely stifled, mixed feelings.

" Are you really pregnant?" he murmured inwardly, taking a quick glance at Nixeelin's pale face.