"Xiuming, Xiuming, wake up."
Li Xiuming slowly opened his eyes and looked at the roof. He felt some dizzy pain. His head hurt inexplicably, like being hit by something.
What's this place? I feel strange here!
Li Xiuming's fingers vibrated slightly, just touched the woman's legs around him, smooth and delicate, but not as good as ye Youran. Li Xiuming suddenly extended his hand back, his heart beating, his eyes suddenly closed, and his thick eyelashes flickered.
He comforted himself: this must be another dream. Although he quarreled with ye Youran, he couldn't do anything sorry for ye Youran.
Slowly, Li Xiuming's breathing is short. In an instant, the heat flow fills the whole room, which makes Li Xiuming feel that his quilt is a little heavy, and the air is also particularly oppressive. A few bean sized sweat beads have appeared on his forehead, and his body is constantly shaking. What he thinks is ye Youran.
All of a sudden, the load on my body is gone, and I feel a clear current attacking my body. It's cool and comfortable.
Then, a pair of slender and white hands suddenly touched Li Xiuming's cheek. Li Xiuming felt a little hot for a moment.
The texture of those hands is very similar to the leg they just touched.
Where is this? Where am I? What did I do at the latest? At the thought of this, Li Xiuming suddenly opened his eyes. A pair of dark and bright wise eyes suddenly appeared a familiar woman's face.
Yes, it's Ling Yixue. They were drinking together last night. Don't you remember? Li Xiuming was a little unconscious last night. Did Li Xiuming forget it?
"Xiuming, are you awake? I'm so worried about you. Next to you is the sobering medicine I prepared for you. Take it quickly
Ling Yixue sensitively takes the medicine and water cup on the table, and then takes it to Li Xiuming's side. She says it gently and looks very virtuous.
Li Xiuming wakes up in a daze, gets up, takes the sobering medicine that Ling Yixue prepared for him, and decides himself. Then he remembers his madness at that time. He really drank a little too much last night. I don't know if she is worried about not calling ye Youran all night.
Li Xiuming's mouth twitched and glanced at Ling Yixue. He was sitting next to his fiancee! It's a crime to think about other women!
Looking around, sitting beside Ling Yixue, charming and moving, as if the disease did not take away half of her beauty.
She was bashful, with a smile on her shoulder.
Li Xiuming looked over and saw the red marks beside Ling Yixue's neck, which was very obvious.
Who made this? Others? But is there any other man in the whole room besides him? This is clearly the crime he committed after he was drunk.
Li Xiuming doesn't want to admit it, but when he sees the house full of messy clothes everywhere, he is convinced that it's his own fault. How can he do this? He didn't intend to be with Ling Yixue, but Li Xiuming's things have gone through this, and he can't go back.
Li Xiuming is dull, and Ling Yixue is like a nobody. After wearing the suspender and chest revealing suit, she falls on Li Xiuming and rubs him like a kitten.
But Li Xiuming also takes her to have no way, lowers the head, then can see Ling Yixue chest glory, Li Xiuming simply raises the head high, does not care what. It seems that anything of Ling Yixue at the moment will not interest Li Xiuming.
Ye Youran is the only one that Li Xiuming cares about. There is no one else.
"Xiuming, don't you like people so much? What did you do to others last night? Have you forgotten? "
Lingyixue see some absent-minded Li Xiuming, so deliberately said.
How to know, Li Xiuming a solemn eyes to see in the past, Ling Yixue guilty of low head. By the way, I found a coat to put on myself.
"Nothing happened last night, did it? What am I doing here? Did anyone call me last night? Xiuming rubbed his sour forehead and felt that he had made an irreparable mistake.