Chapter 152: Ryan, Are You Under A Lot Of Pressure?

Although it was with the support of money that she was conquered, but no matter what, her acting like this in front of you, any man’s heart would uncontrollably feel smug.

The so-called deluxe big bed room, was actually just an ordinary room slightly bigger, after entering Abigail seemed inexperienced, looking around.

Ryan adjusted the lights and air conditioning, and closed the curtains, actually also a bit clumsy, because this room was far from the luxury of the familiar Brilliant Hotel.

The hotels Ryan had stayed in, were the even worse condition 10 dollars, 20 dollars a night kind, before he wouldn’t even go to the kind where students get rooms to have sex.

"Let’s shower together!!"

"No, next time okay, I’m not used to it, I still need to use the bathroom."

Ryan wanted to pull her into a couples shower, the Abigail who had been docile all night shyly refused at this time, Ryan didn’t want to make things difficult for her the first time so he went to shower himself.

After showering he came out with a towel around his waist, Abigail hadn’t brought a change of clothes either, shyly glanced at him and went straight into the bathroom, with a click even locked it.

Ryan couldn’t help cursing inwardly, this crappy small hotel really is no good, no frosted glass is one thing but the bathroom can actually be locked, what the hell.

The room wasn’t big, actually there wasn’t much to complain about, but once you’ve stayed in luxury five-star hotels, for Ryan the floor not being carpet but tiles was a bit strange.

Details weren’t worth complaining about, Ryan turned on the TV.

He pulled the table to between the bed and the TV, took out all the beer, drinks, and mineral water he bought, plus a small bottle of foreign liquor.

Not that Ryan was that much of an alcoholic, it was just that looking at this small bottle, only half a bottle of Martell Blue Ribbon, it was full of endless curiosity.

The big bottles are what rich people drink at their tables, the small bottles are especially compact and fun, out of curiosity he took it.

The snacks Abigail chose were mostly sweet, little cakes and cookies and such, plus some packaged braised products which counted as having a conscience.

Ryan lit a cigarette and started eating by himself, then subconsciously started thinking about the system problem.

Currently it seemed favorability was the goal, because as soon as it increased there was a reward, but the reward was singularly just attribute points, which could be exchanged for a series of things.

But currently it was still within the recognizable range, that is to say according to the current situation, the system wasn’t completely perfected yet.

It seemed to still be in a just-launched testing period, many things still needed perfecting, whether some functions would go online it itself was still considering, so currently it was still in a temporary yet stable period.

"What are you thinking about?"

Suddenly, a delicate cold hand touched his face that was burning hot from drinking, Ryan was a bit startled and shuddered violently.

It turned out Ryan had been thinking too seriously and had not heard the bathroom door open. Perhaps it was also because Abigail had been walking on tiptoe, so he heard no movement at all.

By this time she had already dried her hair. It hung loosely, giving her a lazy kind of beauty.

The large bath towel ordinary people used seemed a bit insufficient on her nearly 1.8-meter frame.

It was the same as what ordinary girls did in hotels, but when wrapped around her upper body, it squeezed her breasts severely. The deep cleavage was naturally a dazzling beautiful sight, but the cute little pink nipples were faintly visible.

The lower body was the same. With a slight movement, the smooth, hairless white tiger mound could be seen.

Ryan could not help pulling her into his arms and directly yanked open the large towel on her body, saying, "This thing is too unnecessary. When you cover up with it, it looks so awkward."

Abigail let out a delicate moan, snatched the towel back to wipe the water droplets on her feet, and said softly, "It’s too small. Nothing I can do."

She did not mind being naked in front of a man, but after all, today was the first night she was losing her virginity. Instinctively, a bit of coyness was unavoidable.

After she finished wiping, Ryan pulled her into his arms and said with a smile, "You walk without any sound. You scared me. How do you think I should punish you."

Abigail’s pretty face reddened. She looked at the table, picked up the half-drunk foreign liquor, and asked, "Are you under that much pressure??"

Ryan was slightly stunned when he heard this, "What??"

Abigail took the two glass cups from the bag, washed them in the bathroom, brought them back, poured foreign liquor for Ryan, and poured beer for herself.

After pouring, she curled up in the man’s arms and lightly pulled off the towel at Ryan’s waist. They were once again completely naked.

Only then did she raise her glass and say softly, "Darling, Linda and I have already talked. She actually cares about you a lot, and she’s especially concerned about your situation."

"What did she say?"

Ryan was a little curious. Honestly, before the two of them slept together, they had no private relationship at all. ℴℴ𝘮

Just now she had said she did not drink, but now when they clinked glasses she still drank some. While eating seaweed chips, she said thoughtfully,

"Linda said she has known you for three years, but now she feels you are a complete stranger. Aside from pretending to be poor and then truly showing your wealth, the main thing is your behavior."

"Before, you almost never drank. It looked like you were saving the money, but in private when you had contact, you also did not drink. She felt even more that you were always keeping yourself clear-headed."

"But now you drink without restraint, as if you’re under a lot of pressure. Sometimes even when you’re not drinking, you zone out. That’s completely different from before."

Abigail looked at Ryan firmly, "I believe her judgment. Alcohol and sex may be your channels for venting pressure."

Ryan was stunned for a moment, then did not know whether to laugh or cry.

There was pressure, but it was very dramatic. It was not knowing under what name to rightfully throw money around. Who would believe that reason if he said it.

Just like this time with Layla’s limited edition bag, she had no clear understanding of it. In that environment, it also could not satisfy her vanity, so naturally it had no effect at all.

This was all something Link needed to consider. Another thing was occasionally zoning out...

That was when the system updated favorability. He would uncontrollably look at it. Thinking about it now, he should quit this habit.

Unless it reached a critical threshold, there was no need to waste that kind of time. In the end, it was still because he was a newbie and easily startled.

Ryan chuckled, took a puff of smoke, and pulled her into his arms. His palm naturally touched her round, beautiful breasts. While kneading, he said, "Abigail, why is your imagination so good."