Your Love Is My Weapon

"Give me water, I'm thirsty..." Arya probed into his mouth, trying to find water from there.

Xavier's head was slightly raised, and his broad palm was on her back. He gently coaxed her, "Stop this...".

He rolled down the window to let in the cold air.

As if feeling cold, Arya shrank. Xavier took off his coat and put it on her. Perhaps the cold wind made her sober and she quieted down a little.

Xavier also calmed down a little and restarted the car.

While Arya was quiet, he drove fast to the villa.

In order to give Ryan and Ramona a good living environment, they moved to a villa.

The Old Residence was big enough, but after all, it was an old house, and many facilities were too old.

Xavier had his own idea. There were Daisy and Mr. Jones in the Old Residence, which would bring them some inconvenience.

It was quiet and the environment was good.

Xavier carried her in. His clothes were tugged by Arya and hung crookedly.

Everyone in the house was asleep at this time and the whole house was very quiet. Nanny Joy got up to go to the bathroom. When she saw Xavier enter, she was slightly surprised, "Did you go out at night?"

Xavier nodded softly. "Please make sobering soup for her."

What? Nanny Joy looked up at the clock on the wall. It was almost three o'clock. "And you drank?" Looking at Arya's unconscious look, she must have drunk a lot. "I'll go now."

Nanny Joy put on her clothes and went to the kitchen to make sobering soup.

Xavier carried Arya upstairs.

Arya had a headache and felt uncomfortable all over. She turned over.

Xavier poured a glass of warm water, helped her up and hugged her.

"Well, have some water."

She frowned all the time.

"Still feeling bad?"

Arya grabbed the quilt and turned sideways as if she didn't want to hear the noise around.

"Arya, we're home," he said in a low and hoarse voice.

Arya's eyelashes fluttered slightly and she slowly opened her eyes. The face in front of her...

This was the look she had seen most of Xavier.

In an instant, Arya woke up a lot. Only then did she realize that his hand was disorderly moving. She swallowed hard and looked at Xavier with resignation. It was obvious that she was resisting. Xavier got closer. "What's wrong? I told you I would compensate you. If you don't want to go out with me, we can do it in another way."