NOVPUBChapter 1194: Chapter 1194: Am I Getting Presbyopia?
_1 Chapter 1194 -1194: Am I Getting Presbyopia?
_1 “Of course, of course.” Peggy Lewis nodded repeatedly.
Seeing that Lyke Zhekova was truly drunk, unusually meek, and even a tad dorky, Peggy plucked up her courage.
The current Lyke was like a real-life 1:1 human doll.
Peggy felt that no matter what she did, Lyke wouldn’t resist.
Of course, Peggy wouldn’t do anything too extreme.
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She didn’t have such daring intentions or such daring courage.
But seeing Lyke’s rarely seen good-boy behavior, she wanted to tease him a little.
Last time Lyke got drunk his consciousness was still clear.
He could even take care of his bathing.
But not like now, Lyke was so drunk he couldn’t even be mindful of hygiene.
Peggy held Lyke’s face, boldy kissed his cheek and said, “See, I even kissed you, I’m not repelled.”
Her tone resembled one would use to coax a child.
Lyke obediently nodded.
Perhaps because of the hangover relief candy, Lyke felt much better now.
Although his head was still foggy and his reactions extremely sluggish, at least his head wasn’t hurting anymore.
He just felt a soft touch as she kissed his cheek and it felt especially comfortable.
He wanted her to kiss him a few times more.
By the time Peggy withdrew, Lyke wanted to stop her.
But his alcohol-stimulated movements were slow, and his brain could not catch up.
So by the time he wanted to reach out to Peggy, she had already left.
A while later, Peggy brought him a cup of honey, “Here, have some more, it’s bedtime soon.”
Lyke obediently drank the honey water before saying, “I don’t want to sleep yet, I’m afraid I’ll feel nauseous lying down, I might want to throw up.”
“Want to sit here for a while?” Peggy asked.
The time was not particularly late right now.
It was just past nine.
It was just that Mr. 𝖓𝖔𝖛𝔭𝖚𝖇.𝔠𝖔𝔪
Lewis got Lyke to drink in haste and large amounts, causing him to get drunk easily.
They actually came home quite early.
Peggy didn’t drink, so she wasn’t sleepy.
Leaving Lyke alone here, she was worried.
“Hmm.” Lyke nodded.
His head really didn’t hurt anymore, so he dared to nod.
Peggy just dared to tease at this moment, “How come you’re so cute when you’re drunk?”
Last time he got drunk, Peggy thought he had a good drinking demeanor.
Even when drunk he didn’t make a fuss, if he didn’t say anything, you couldn’t even tell he was drunk, he had such good self-control.
But then he intentionally didn’t drink too much, he was controlling himself, so Peggy didn’t have a deep impression of it.
Tonight, she truly saw how Mr.
Lewis got him drunk.
She saw how drunk Lyke was with her own eyes.
It turned out that the drunker he got, the cuter he became.
Previously, Peggy didn’t want to get married and even had a bit of a fear of marriage, because she got used to living by herself.
She couldn’t imagine living with someone else, as both people’s lifestyle habits differed since childhood.
Everyone has their faults, including her.
Small shortcomings are not a big deal, but it is hard to endure or be tolerant if they are unbearable.
She couldn’t imagine how she would force herself to change to accommodate the other person.
To the point of feeling psychologically uncomfortable.
If she couldn’t change, why bother dating or getting married.
It spares both her and others from discomfort.
But after getting to know Lyke, she discovered it was different.
The feeling of two people being together was so good, living together didn’t seem inconvenient at all.
Even more so, the feeling was even better.
Maybe, after truly falling in love with someone, you’ll like everything about them.
Even their shortcomings would be willingly accepted with all sincerity.
She didn’t have this way of thinking before and even held fear because she had never fallen in love with anyone.
She couldn’t even imagine it.
After getting to know Lyke, Peggy knew what it was like for two people to be together.
Even if she didn’t know Lyke could be so docile when drunk, even if Lyke got drunk, she wouldn’t be repulsed.
Lyke was so drunk he wasn’t talkative.
Peggy wasn’t talkative either and quietly stayed by his side.
Lyke picked up his mobile phone and continued browsing his IG stories.
Although he was drunk, he remembered he had posted IG stories to show off.
Who knew, the words now looked blurry.
Peggy saw Lyke holding the mobile phone far from his eyes, squinting to see the screen, he looked like someone with presbyopia.
Soon after, she saw Lyke shake his head, expressing his anxiety and panic, “Am I developing presbyopia?
Why are the words looking double?”
Peggy Lewis: “…”
This guy’s drunk silly.
Peggy didn’t explain to him.
It’s impossible to explain to a drunkard.
Peggy just stayed quiet.
Lyke was seen holding their mobile phone even farther away, truly like an old man suffering from presbyopia.
“It’s over.” Lyke suddenly spoke.
Peggy Lewis turned her head to look at him.
Lyke then said, “I have presbyopia, which means I’m growing old.
Peggy, you wouldn’t reject me, would you?”
Peggy Lewis: “…”
She thought Lyke was cute when drunk just now.
But now he has turned into a drama king.
“No, no matter what you turn into, I won’t reject you,” Peggy said.
She decided to explain to this drunkard, “And you’re not developing presbyopia.”
“If I don’t have presbyopia, why do the words look double?” Lyke didn’t believe her.
Peggy must be consoling him.
“You drank too much, your eyes aren’t focusing, so everything you see will be double.
It’s not just the words, look at our furniture, look at me, everything’s double right?” Peggy explained in a child-coaxing manner.
Lyke took a close and careful look at Peggy.
Peggy thought that Lyke may finally understand.
Who knew, Lyke suddenly gave a silly grin.
The grin was so silly he looked like the landlord’s foolish son.
“You said ‘our home,’ that’s nice.” Lyke nodded emphatically, “Yes, this is our home!”
Peggy has started to think of here as home.
Her own home.
Not his home anymore, but their home.
Peggy didn’t expect that after Lyke stared at her so intently just now, his thoughts would jump to this.
Peggy is not even feeling moved right now, because Lyke picked up their mobile phone again and opened Eighty-Eight Sixty-Four chat group.
Peggy Lewis: “…”
Drunk as you are, you can still chat in the group?
Turned out, Lyke didn’t chat in the group, but he directly searched for Clifford Wells in the group.
Clifford Wells must be unlucky to be in the group chat at this hour.
Lyke didn’t even have to search in the group member column, as soon as he entered, he saw Clifford Wells chatting.
Lyke immediately clicked on Clifford Wells’ avatar and sent a voice call.
After a long time, Peggy suspected Clifford Wells didn’t really want to pick up and was struggling with the decision.
However, Clifford Wells eventually picked up the call.
