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Only, Shen Ximing's face was growing more and more gloomy. Qin Xiaoshui, who was drunk, was restless in his arms. Sometimes she rubbed against his chest, sometimes she twisted and sometimes she rubbed against his chest. After a while, she burrowed into his chest as if she felt the heat.

When they finally reached home, Shen Xi Ming placed her on the bed. Just as he was about to leave, Qin Xiaoshui wrapped her arms around his neck, unwilling to let go.

The distance between the two of them was less than 15 centimeters. Qin Xiaotao's nose and breath were intertwined, causing her face to redden from drunkenness. Her cherry lips were particularly alluring.

Shen Xi Ming felt his body heat up and subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

Qin Xiaotao slowly opened her eyes and saw him in front of her. She paused for a moment, then giggled as she reached out her hand to stroke his eyebrows, eyes, and nose … He spoke slowly, "Shen Xi Ming, Shen Xi Ming, Shen Xi Ming. It really is you. It's great. Shen Xi Ming …"

She called his name word for word, her voice soft and enticing.

Shen Xi Ming narrowed his eyes, his hands clenching into fists. His body slowly began to tense up as he tried his best to restrain himself, "Qin Xiaoshui, do you know what you're doing?"

However, it was as if Qin Xiaotao couldn't hear his words. She was just standing there in a daze, stroking his cheeks with infatuation and satisfaction in her eyes.

Shen Xuming suddenly grabbed her hand, "Qin Xiaotao, do you know what you're doing?" he asked again, his voice growing a little hoarse.

She arched her back, and her entire upper body's strength fell on top of his body. She then let go of her hand, and just like every time he did, she gently tapped his nose, "Shen Xuming, this time, I won't let you escape." And then she moved closer and kissed his lips on her own.

Shen Xuming's entire body froze, frozen in place. The little girl awkwardly kissed him, her lips pressed tightly together. She didn't seem to know what was going on, but her little tongue was twitching in dissatisfaction.

He said hoarsely, "Qin Xiaotao, are you sure?" That day, she clearly hated him touching her.

Qin Xiaotao seemed to be dissatisfied with his actions. She pouted slightly and leaned over again, her small hands impatiently pulling at his clothes.

"..."

When she woke up the next morning, she first felt a splitting headache, followed by aching all over her body, a strong sense of discomfort, and the familiar smell at the tip of her nose.

She opened her eyes and sat up abruptly. The movement was so big that she felt pain all over her body. She could not help but take in a breath of cold air.

She was very familiar with this room. This was Shen Xuming's apartment alone. Every part of the room was the same as it was five years ago.

Some scenes from last night gradually came back to her mind. She couldn't help but blush and feel her heart beat faster even when she was awake. She bit her lower lip in frustration, patting her forehead and cursing in her heart.

The sound of splashing could be heard in the bathroom. Qin Xiaotao's heart tightened as she subconsciously pulled up her blanket. She looked at the door nervously and cautiously. The splashing was very gentle, he must be taking a bath.

Qin Xiaotao ignored the discomfort of her body and quickly put on her clothes. Then she quietly slipped out of the bedroom and headed for the door. She picked up her shoes and went out. She dared to put them on and ran into the elevator.

There was already a middle-aged woman in the elevator. Looking at her messy appearance, she couldn't help but twitch her lips. Qin Xiaotao couldn't care less anymore, she could only go in first and talk later.

She stood in the corner and straightened her clothes. When she raised her head and saw herself on the mirror wall, she was also shocked. Her hair was in a messy pile and her face was still clean.

Most importantly, the white shirt she was wearing was extremely huge. It was obviously not hers. Not only was it wrinkled, there were also two buttons missing from the middle. The light of spring was faintly discernible on her chest. In her panic, she had taken the wrong one.

She quickly covered her chest and casually pressed down on a certain floor. The entire time, under the abnormal gaze of the middle-aged woman, she felt as if she was sitting on pins and needles.

The door opened and she hurried out. It was just that this was a residential building and a public bathroom was hard to find. It was not easy to find a bathroom for employees.

He washed his face, smoothed his messy hair, and looked at his inappropriate clothes. Only then did he feel a chill.

It was winter outside and the moon was in full, yet she had fled in such a hurry that she had not even put on her coat. She felt in her pocket. Shit.

Looking at the woman in the mirror, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Forget it, let's go back first.

Fortunately, Shen Xi Ming's shirt was very wide. She tied a knot on the bottom two corners of his shirt and tightly covered his chest. However, she was still a bit worried. As she walked, she wanted to cover her face with her hands.

As she walked out of the mansion, she was worried about how she would get back to the hotel without a penny in her hand when she saw Nana waving at her with a coat in her hand.

Although she was puzzled, she still ran towards her as if she had seen her savior.

"Nana, why are you here?"

Nana first let her wear the clothes, then explained the reason.

It turned out that when Nana woke up in the morning and recalled what had happened last night, she felt more and more uncomfortable. She went to Qin Xiaojing's room and knocked on the door, but no one answered for a long time.

She was surprised, but the man then told her in fluent English that he wanted her to meet him at the entrance of the Grand Mansion and bring him a coat. With that, he hung up.