Zhao Gang woke up with a hangover at this time, he had a splitting headache and a groggy brain, and he hadn't noticed anything wrong.

When he got up and got out of bed, he was shocked to realize that he didn't have a wisp on his body, and the coldness made him feel excited, and he was half sober.

He looked around the room and saw that it was indeed his home, but the messy sheets and the dark brown mark in the middle of the beige mattress were distinctive......

There seemed to be a hazy picture flashing in his mind, Zhao Gang felt his temples jump suddenly, grabbed his short hair with both hands, buried his face in his knees, and curled up on the side of the bed in pain.

How so?

How could something like that happen?

How could he be so inhuman?

In the future, how will he face Yuan Yuan and how will he face ...... Zhou Yutao?

In the kitchen, Zhou Yutao, who had been cleaned up, was making fish fillet porridge for Zhao Gang.

Early this morning, she went out to the vegetable market and bought vegetables and a fresh grass carp.

The fish was killed with the help of the owner of the fish stall, cut into slices, added green onions, garlic and ginger shreds, and boiled in a casserole.

It's been going on for a while, the porridge has collected the excess water, and stirred it with a spoon, it is sticky and sticky, and the taste should be very smooth.

After turning off the fire, she took a rag to wrap the two ears of the casserole and carried the pot out of the kitchen.

Then he took two bowls from the kitchen, and put them out to dry, so that he would not burn his mouth when he was about to eat them for a while.

Zhou Yutao endured the discomfort in her lower body, cleaned up the stove, and waited for a while to see Zhao Gang come out of the room, and couldn't help but look at the clock face, it was already ten o'clock in the morning......

Just as she was debating whether to go in and take a look, the door suddenly opened.

Zhao Gang walked out neatly dressed, still holding the sheets and bedding in his hands.

When they looked at each other, Zhou Yutao felt that she was so embarrassed......

Zhao ..... Brother Zhao, give me the sheets and bedding, and I'll wash them in a while!" Zhou Yutao was about to pick it up, but saw Zhao Gang turn his head and throw it at his feet.

"Don't wash it, just throw it away......" Zhao Gang's voice sounded hoarse.

Zhou Yutao's hand pinched the corner of his clothes a little nervously, and he muttered and said, "I made fish fillet porridge, it's still hot, it's just right to eat now, you go brush your teeth and wash up first, I'll ...... I'll go get chopsticks. ”

After speaking, she turned around and was about to go into the kitchen, when Zhao Gang called out to her from behind: "Xiao Zhou...... Last night, I ...... We ......."

Zhou Yutao turned her head, tears appeared in her eyes, and she choked up and said, "Brother Zhao, I'm ...... I'm already yours!"

Although Zhao Gang was mentally prepared to hear this answer, when he really heard Zhou Yutao say it himself, he still felt that his heart hurt terribly.

He didn't love Zhou Yutao, but he did such a thing to her......

"I'm sorry, Xiao Zhou, I drank a lot last night, I don't know ......"

Zhao Gang said and spoke, a little unable to continue, he felt that he was a bastard, and any explanation was pale, and it couldn't make up for the damage he had done to Zhou Yutao.

But he was still determined to figure out the process, his mind was still a mess at this moment, and he couldn't remember how he was with Zhou Yutao.

"Brother Zhao, can't you remember?" asked Zhou Yutao with red eyes.

Zhao Gang nodded painfully and asked, "I want to know...... How did I end up with you?"