Chapter 392 She Wants to Tame Him

Marcus carried Natalie back to his bedroom. His room was spacious, with black, white, and gray tones dominating, giving it a cold, minimalist feel. After placing her on the large bed, he pulled the blanket over her and gently kissed her forehead. "Go to sleep." Natalie mumbled something and suddenly opened her eyes. Her delicate eyes—clear as day—stared directly at Marcus without blinking. The next second, she pulled her hands from under the blanket and wrapped them around Marcus' neck. "You're so handsome." "Huh?" Marcus' lips curled into a smile. "Nat, you're drunk." "I'm not drunk," Natalie shook her head vigorously. "I can drink a thousand glasses and never get drunk. I'm the best drinker in the Langley family. Ms. Natalie, that's me." Marcus couldn't help but laugh. He leaned down, playing along with the drunk woman on the bed. "Did Grace or the Langley family often send you out to socialize and drink?" Natalie shook her head. "No, no one dares make me drink. But I'm pretty