Chapter 852

Sherry had already unbuttoned her shirt to her belly button. If she undid any more buttons, she would have to remove her shirt next. Her forehead and neck were covered in sweat. Even if she wiped it off, the sweat would come back quickly. Ryan purposely ignored it. "It's cold at night, so drink some wine to warm yourself up." Sherry's heart itched with a desperate desire to remove her shirt. She reached underneath it, wiping herself constantly. "This wine doesn't just warm my body up. It's making me sweat a lot!" As she wiped herself, she breathed heavily. "Do you mind if I take off my shirt, Ryan?" "No, I don't!" He purposely left her hanging, and he loved seeing how fired up she was. Although it might be cruel, it was still fun. She took off her shirt and wiped her chest. Seeing how he still didn't care, she was frustrated. It seemed to her that all Ryan had in his mind at that moment was Camelia, but she refused to believe it. Suddenly, Sherry grabbed Ryan's hand and shoved her shirt in it. "Can you help me wipe my body?" Her body trembled a little, and she looked like she was half drunk. Her face blushed red under the wine's influence, and her eyes were sparkling. She looked pitiful with her pleading gaze. Ryan wanted to keep her waiting and make fun of her. However, seeing how things were going then, he didn't know how to continue doing that. "Wipe my body for me!" She grabbed his right hand and pressed it against her breasts. As she used his hand to wipe herself, she started moaning. Sherry thought he would proceed to do something else, but he just wiped her chest. Her heart ached as she felt like a stranger to him. She started tearing up as she asked, "Ryan, do you not have me in your heart anymore?" He hated it when she cried, so he hurriedly held her in his arms. "Yes, I do! You're always in my heart!" "You're lying!" She resentfully said, "If you do, why aren't you doing anything to me? Am I not beautiful? Is my body not attractive? Am I not gentle enough?" He patted her on her back. "You're overthinking it!" "Is that so?" Sherry said, trying to convince herself. "Yeah!" Ryan answered, lacking confidence. "I want you, Ryan. Kiss me now!" she demanded, her hands roaming over his back. The tiger bone wine hadn't fully shown its effect yet, but the stiffness in his waist was gone. Since Sherry was begging him so badly, there was no way he could disappoint her. As Ryan caressed her body, he whispered sweet words, occasionally talking dirty to build the mood. When the wine fully kicked in, he did everything he could to make her blossom like a flower. When he let her go, she just felt weak, and it felt like her waist was about to snap. She loved Ryan as much as she hated him. She loved how he could make her climax all the time. However, she also hated that he would do the same with other women. The two of them hugged as they said romantic words to each other. Although their bodies were sore, it didn't feel like it was over at all. Just as they got into the mood again, they suddenly heard a noise that broke the silence of the night. "That's a familiar noise!" Ryan said, frowning as he stared at the cornfield.