My Sleeping Beauty Husband novel (Cynthia and Alston)

Chapter 292 What Are You Planning?

Gigi couldn't fall asleep. She was so excited to see the scene that Alston got angry with Cynthia. No men would endure such

things.

The sound of a car came from the outside. She quickly got up and secretly opened the door a crack.

It was very late and no one was in the living room. It was quiet.

The door was opened. Gigi's eyes lit up.

"Slow down!" A deep and mellow voice came over. It was Alston. He opened the door for Cynthia.

Cynthia didn't feel anything earlier, but after this journey, the feeling of drinking suddenly came up. She was so drunk that she walked crookedly..

"Don't drink too much next time. You are only capable of one drink." Alston complained gently.

"You must not go out drinking behind my back Do you hear me?"

Cynthia vaguely responded, "No, I won't. I only drink when Alston is by my side."

Alston was pleased. He kissed her deeply.

To be honest, when he saw her hand on Jakson's abdominal muscles, he was so angry that he was about to explode. He wished he could cut Jakson into pieces to relieve the hatred in his heart. Fortunately, Cynthia's subsequent behavior made him very satisfied. She didn't notice Jakson's feelings at all and was not interested in him. She only loved him..

Alston was happy. He hugged Cynthia's waist, kissed her eyes little by little, and finally kissed her red lips fiercely.

By the moonlight, Gigi could see them clearly. Hatred and jealousy surged in her heart.

How was it possible? She dressed like that and went out to have fun, but Alston was not angry at all! He even kissed her!

Neither Cynthia nor Alston noticed that Gigi was spying on them. They were immersed in their own thoughts. Cynthia was so drunk that her eyesight was blurry. "You, don't sway!" She held his face and stared at him.

Feeling that the face in front of her eyes finally stopped shaking, she squinted and leaned closer. The two faces were very close, and her breath could be heard. Alston was waiting for her next move. "Baby, you're drunk."

Because of drunkenness, her eyes were red and blurred. They were not as clear as usual, but a little more charming. Her red lips were attractive. She felt her lips were dry and licked them. This action directly detonated Alston's desire.

It had been three years.

His strong arms wrapped around Cynthia's slender waist, and he looked down at the little woman in his arms, "Baby, do you know what you are doing?"

"Baby, I love you so much. Why do I love you so much?"

She answered the wrong question and kissed him as if she was responding in a daze.

Alston smiled lightly. She was silly and cute.

He held her up and felt she was so light. A trace of distress flashed in his eyes. He must let her eat well tomorrow.

Gigi couldn't help it anymore. She just saw desire in Alston's eyes, which she never saw before. She was so jealous of Cynthia.

"No, no, I must stop them. I can't let them sleep together." She muttered in a low voice. She was flustered.

Although Alston still liked Cynthia, he lost his memory and he hadn't touched her for three years. If they had a physical bond, their relationship would deepen accordingly. It would be even more difficult to separate them than now.

"Alston, you are back." She walked into the living room in a daze, pretending to have just woken up, holding the cup.

Alston carried Cynthia to the stairs. When he saw her coming out, he frowned fiercely, and a trace of disgust flashed in his

eyes.

"You don't sleep in the middle of the night. What are you doing?"

Why was she so reckless, showing up on occasions where she shouldn't be?

Gigi held up the cup in her hand and smiled sheepishly, "After I was pregnant, I always got thirsty in the middle of the night. How is Cynthia? Is she alright?"

Looking at Cynthia, huddled in his arms, Alston thought about whether he should let Gigi go. She was too annoying.

Looking at Alston's serious face, Gigi's heart was beating violently. But in order to achieve her goal, she still walked over bravely.

"How much did she drink? She will have a headache tomorrow morning. I should have told her not to drink too much when she left. My dad always said a good girl wouldn't drink too much." She sighed.

She heard Alston's words when they came in. She was trying to tell him that Cynthia was not a good girl.

Alston saw her through immediately, "What are you trying to say? You know I never like hypocritical people."

Gigi's heart skipped a beat. He was blunt. She didn't expect that he would ask her directly.

"No, I didn't mean anything." She explained subconsciously, met Alston's impatient eyes, and said hastily, "I'm just worried about her!"

"Oh, you're worried!" He sneered, "You two just fought yesterday, and Cynthia slapped you. Are you really worried about her?"

"I, I..." She still wanted to explain, but Alston interrupted her.

"Although I don't know you very well, I have met you for three years. I know your intention. Don't pretend to care. She doesn't

need it."

Gigi's eyes were red with anger, "Do you have to treat me like this? I have been with you for three years. Why do you always treat me like this? You don't even bother to pretend." Alston frowned, "Don't talk nonsense. I haven't been with you for three years. I don't want Cynthia to misunderstand."

He covered Cynthia's ears.

Gigi was almost driven mad by his behavior, "You, you guys are too much."

Alston really didn't want to pay attention to her, but her screaming voice was too ear-piercing. She would wake Cynthia up.

"I let you live in my house and take care of you. The only request is that you don't ruin my wife's peace. But you caused trouble frequently. What are you planning?"