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Late at night. England.

After the hubbub of the wedding banquet, the beautiful ancient castle slowly fell into a deep slumber.

The moonlight shone down from the high vaults, covering the ancient and grand castle with a beautiful curtain.

There was no response even after shouting for a long time, Xia Bing Qing could only try to open the door.

The door opened with a light swing. She walked into the darkness and staggered over to the bedside. She fell headfirst without being able to stand properly.

The moment she fell, with a "peng" sound, she smashed into a heat source.

"Yin!"

Xia Bing Qing mumbled to himself as he laid on the warm mat, with his small hands, he patted the person beneath him.

In the darkness, an impatient and vicious air was exhaled from his nose. It was extremely clear in the silence.

In the next second, her head was pushed far away.

"Ugh …"

Xia Bing Qing drunkenly muttered once again, he did not care about being pushed down, adjusted his sleeping position, and turned to hug Big White.

At home, she had one of the same size.

In the darkness, his starry eyes were closed, and the frown between his eyebrows grew deeper and deeper.

Drunk as he was, he didn't have the strength to get rid of the little thing that was wrapping around him like a vine.

He rolled over with his back to her, expecting to shake her off and let her sleep quietly. Unexpectedly, this soft little thing immediately stuck to his back, pasting itself onto his back like some kind of plaster.

Moving to the side, Lil Thing followed him and hugged his waist as if it was afraid that he would run away.

Ye Zichen grabbed the little hand that was holding Ye Zichen's waist and threw it to the side, then touched Ye Zichen's waist in less than three seconds. In the end, Ye Zichen directly lifted his leg without any hesitation.

She kept on pestering him.

Finally —

He couldn't bear it any longer. He turned around and pressed her down …

… …. Heavy.

Xia Bing Qing's thick eyelashes fluttered.

Waves of hot breath brushed against her face. Under the sunlight, a layer of dense fur fluttered on her clear and fair face, suffusing with the luster of a young girl.

She rolled her eyes and slowly opened her sleepy eyes.

She dreamt that she was pinned to the bottom of a mountain, unable to move.

The sunlight filled her eyes.

The image in his eyes gradually became clear. It was a handsome face with a straight nose, thin lips, and two black, sword-like eyebrows. The eye sockets were deep and profound.

She was momentarily stunned.

This is a. Man?

Men!

"Ahh!" The moment her head was stuck in the hole, she felt a terrifying current of air rush into her brain, causing her to scream out in fear. She rolled up her blanket and crawled out of the room.

Standing in the hallway, she gasped for breath.

Especially when she looked at the room number and realized that it wasn't her own, she was going crazy.

After the wedding banquet last night, the Fang Family's relatives and friends all stayed in the ancient castle. She helped her sister return the favour, and in one room, there was a party going on, after entering, she was also given a few cocktails, and after coming out, she didn't know anything.

"What happened?"

The door to the next room opened.

The two people who came out were Mu Jin Ting and Xia Yun Qing, who were married last night.

Seeing Xia Bing Qing standing in the middle of the corridor with his blanket wrapped around him, they were extremely surprised.

Xia Yun Qing, wearing a nightgown, quickly walked in front of her sister. "Bing Qing, what are you standing here like this for?"

"I —" Xia Bing Qing didn't know what to say.

Especially when she saw her brother-in-law behind her, she found it even harder to speak.

A pair of slender white hands grabbed the sheet in front of her chest, her face burning like a ripe tomato.

Mu Jin Ting looked at the door that was opened: "Bing Qing, tell brother-in-law, what's in this room?"

Xia Bing Qing moved her lips and said very quietly, "There's … There was a … "Men!"

"What!" Xia Yun Qing shouted in shock.

"Don't be anxious, I'll go in and take a look," Mu Jin Ting said as he walked towards the room.

He had only taken two steps when a tall figure appeared at the door.

The man's brows were tightly knitted together. His entire body was emitting a biting cold aura, as if he was a moving iceberg. The temperature was instantly frozen by him.

The collar of his shirt was open, and his black hair was unkempt. He rubbed his temples, and the lines of his jaw were taut.

"Yue Sen!"

When Xia Yun Qing and Mu Jin Ting saw the person who appeared, their minds exploded.

Mu Yue Sen's gaze did not shift away from her, and directly landed on Xia Bing Qing's body. He coldly sized her up once, "Are you the little thing that was so noisy last night that I can't sleep?"

His voice was as cold as the silent chill of a winter moon.

Xia Bing Qing held onto the blanket tightly, his throat seemed to be stuffed with cotton and he was unable to make a sound.

This person's aura was very strong!

When she met his gaze, she couldn't even move.

"Yue Sen, this is my sister, why would you guys —" Xia Yun Qing said carefully.

Before she finished asking, Mu Yue Sen coldly interrupted her: "This is my room!"

Xia Yun Qing was speechless.

He meant that Bing Qing had delivered herself to him.

Xia Bing Qing lowered his head in shame and bit his lips.

Mu Jin Ting came out to smooth things over: "Yue Sen helped me block a lot of the alcohol last night, and was completely drunk. How could something like this happen?"

Mu Yue Sen looked at Mu Jin Ting with an expressionless face, and spoke with a gloomy and cold gaze: "That's not all, maybe I'll touch it!"