Daddy’s Doting Addiction by Spicy Tuna

Chapter 91

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Chapter 91 It was late in the night before Jack returned from overtime at the company. He pushed

open the door to his bedroom and raised his eyebrow slightly.

The room was fully lit up.

“Mister Daddy, you‘re finally back. I‘d almost fallen asleep!” A melodious female voice could be heard

from within, and Jack looked up.

Naomi was lazing on the sofa in a strapped nightgown with a cartoon character print. She looked up at

him with her half–covered forehead. The woman did not seem to care that she was revealing her

collarbone. Her alluring white flesh was especially tantalizing as the warm light fell on her face. She

was like a beautiful rose, bright and dazzling, not even realizing how she looked. Jack suddenly felt his

throat tightening up, and he subconsciously reached up to pull at his collar. “You were waiting for me?”

“Of course, we still haven‘t decided who‘s sleeping on the bed. So, I thought of a competition...

Naomi had a cunning smile on her face as she said that. She then looked down at the coffee table.

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There were a few wine bottles on display, along with two wine glasses.

That was right. It was Susan‘s idea.

Susan mentioned that Jack was not good with alcohol. He would always drink incredibly little during

business functions. Sometimes, he would go through a whole banquet without even finishing half a

glass. “Let’s have a drinking contest. Whoever gets drunk first will sleep on the floor. How about it? Do

you dare?”

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Naomi deliberately looked at Jack with a challenging look. In truth, she was not that great with alcohol

either. However, she had added water to one of the bottles in front of her.

Jack walked over, glancing at the wine bottles on the table as he meaningfully raised his eyebrow at

her. “Are you sure?” “Of course, I‘m sure! I‘m absolutely certain! You‘re a man, so stop dilly–dallying.

Are you saying that you don‘t have the guts?” “Fine.”

The man walked next to Naomi and sat down. There was an amused smile on his lips. “Don‘t regret it.”

Unfortunately, Naomi did not read into the meaning behind his words. She had already opened the two

bottles and poured the wine into the cups.

“Come! We‘ll have a bottle each! We‘ll get more if it‘s not enough!”

The man casually downed a full glass. “Sure!”

Naomi stared at the man suspiciously. Was Mister Daddy not supposed to be bad with alcohol? Why

did he down the glass with such a practiced motion?

Even though she had her suspicions in her heart, Naomi still emptied her glass quickly. The second

glass, the third glass... They got to the end of the bottle. “Kid, you‘re drunk.” Jack gave Naomi a firm

conclusion. He was about to get up when a soft hand grabbed his wrist.

The familiar feeling of their skin touching caused Jack to suddenly freeze. That touch... Before he could

think about it, Naomi pulled her hand back and exclaimed, “Who‘s drunk?! Another one!”

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Naomi clenched her teeth and sneakily used a silver needle to poke a few spots on herself, working

hard to stay sober.

She was already incredibly tipsy and had forgotten to even check her own conditions. After that, she

downed another glass.

“Your turn!”

“Alright, I‘ll drink until you admit defeat.”

Jack raised an eyebrow. It had been incredibly long since someone challenged him to drink. In truth, it

was practically impossible for him to get drunk back in the day. “No one could ever beat him. It was just

that he did not really like drinking, so outsiders thought he had terrible tolerance for alcohol, yet Naomi

picked that hill to die on. After a few more glasses, Naomi was completely gone. Her whole body

crumpled up on the sofa.

Looking at her petite figure, she looked a little pitiful. Jack‘s heart softened. “Whatever, I‘ll give you the

bed.”

He stood up and grabbed Naomi‘s shoulder. He had been about to carry her up when Naomi suddenly

uttered a few drunken words, “Stupid Daddy, not even letting me touch his hand! Bad guy!”

Jack paused as his eyes froze. “Why do you want to touch me?”

However, Naomi had already collapsed into his arms in a deep slumber., The next morning, Naomi

opened her eyes in a blur. She reached out and noticed the bed

empty, causing her to wake up abruptly.

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