Lust System: Harem Of Beautiful Women Chapter 967 Suspicion

Even Hela's alcohol tolerance, having only sipped lightly until now, could not take it anymore. He drank cup after cup like that, how could he possibly really be fine? Unless the God of Wine reincarnated and performed a thousand cups without falling for you.

Hearing the footsteps, Hela immediately pushed him and said, "You go back upstairs to sleep. Luis can help you up."

Darlan smiled a bit foolishly. One look and it was obvious he was drunk and confused. Hela impatiently stopped him from entering the room and said, "The bedding is separate for each of us. Your bed right now, what kind of smell is on it. And you are covered in alcohol fumes, I cannot stand it."

"Okay..."

Darlan really had drunk too much. He also ignored Luis standing to the side.

Holding the handrail, he staggered toward the upstairs. Although Luis was also a bit drunk, he still stepped forward and supported him. Turning his head back, he said, "Bring a few bottles of mineral water up. When he wakes up after drinking so much he will easily be thirsty."

"Damn it, I still have to serve this old thing."

Although Hela cursed and complained, she still walked toward the kitchen.

Darlan had really drunk a lot today. Not only was there suspicion he had drunk too much, what was more worrying was whether he might get alcohol poisoning.

From the first floor to the second floor, it was obvious his brain was already spinning. When he walked he not only staggered but was also very sluggish, as if he had to see the distance clearly before he was willing to take a step.

Even so, two or three times he tottered and almost fell. If Luis had not used brute force to hold him, he would have long since fallen down the stairs.

When they reached the second-floor hallway, he clearly let out a big breath of relief, but he still had to hold the wall to feel safe. This was a completely drunk state.

His footsteps were weak and chaotic. The time walking back was not long, but for his current state it was like the Long March.

Finally back in the master bedroom, Luis let out a big breath of relief and put him back on the bed. As soon as Darlan lay down and closed his eyes, he completely went silent.

After all, he was tall and big. He looked fat and was older. In fact, his body type was the kind with fat wrapping muscle.

In ancient times the best generals all looked ordinary, without abs or anything, that was the strongest fighting power. Just like Darlan's figure, in ancient times he would properly be a top general.

The weight was there. Even carrying a dead pig was not this exhausting.

Luis leaned to the side, panting heavily. At this time Darlan's snoring also started.

That loudness, if you had to find an adjective, was like a malfunctioning tractor at full horsepower. You could even hardly imagine this was a sound a human could make.

To put it bluntly, neighbors renovating or the road being repaired downstairs would not necessarily be this loud. With such full vigor, that voice was as if it possessed future technology machinery.

Just as Luis was dazed, Hela's dissatisfied voice already came from the doorway.

"Like he is blasting mountains and breaking rocks. For him to have this virtue and still be able to take it, that is also awesome."

As she spoke, she put the mineral water on the bedside table, looked at Darlan on the bed who was already like a dead pig, and said with great disgust:

"Good thing he already threw up just now. If he threw up now, who would clean it up for him."

"His alcohol tolerance is just ordinary person level. Learning from others to be bold and heroic, what the hell. And he even dragged me around to toast everywhere. Really sick."

You could tell she really was disgusted. She did not like Darlan's extremely macho style. After taking a look she said, "Good thing you are here. If it were me I would just ignore him. Who the hell cares about covering him with a blanket."

In the room there was only Darlan's earth-shaking snoring. After a moment of silence, the atmosphere was somewhat ambiguous.

Today Hela had also drunk quite a bit. Her face was flushed with wine and her eyes held spring water. That appearance was full of mature and captivating charm.

Luis directly hugged her and lowered his head to start licking her ear...

Hela trembled all over. Breathing softly, she said in an extremely low voice, "Brook, is she really sleeping with Nancy??"

Her suspicion was normal. After all, Brook and Nancy were not close, just as she as a mother-in-law was not close with her daughter-in-law either.

Luis's hand had already started lifting the hem of her nightgown. Licking her face, he panted roughly, "Yes, fellow sufferers commiserating. They even drove poor me out."

Hela's thoughts were many, but her thinking was chaotic. At this moment she could not think either.

Her body, burning under the alcohol, was already in a scorching state. Thinking of her daughter-in-law and this stinking adulterer, in fact her body, like a wolf and tiger, was also stirring restlessly.

She panted softly and lowered her voice, "Then, then let us go downstairs. You sleep in my place first..."

At this moment, only half a meter away, snoring loudly, was her lawful husband. Even though their relationship had completely broken down, the traditional thoughts of reserve were at work and at this moment she was still afraid.

But within the fear, there was also mixed a kind of excitement she could not describe.

She instinctively felt her words would have no effect at all. And knowing the situation well, she also knew her husband was absolutely dead drunk and asleep.

Her trembling words were not very resolute. Luis knew what was going on. Doing it in front of the husband was not within the System's tasks.