The high-end community behind the artificial fountain is silent, with a bright moon hanging high above the top, and only a small grid of lights on the top of the unit building is still on.

The noise of high decibel noises in the windows wafted through the neighborhood.

Ni Jing's body was limp, slumped on the edge of the sofa, her eyes were half-squinted under her long eyelashes, and her mind was a little chaotic looking at the chaotic and noisy scene in front of her.

The party was already halfway over, and the wine bottles, cigarette butts, and snacks scattered on the ground were piled up, and everyone was drunk and delirious, and they were slumped on the ground with red faces.

She shook her head with a headache, trying to sober up, and Zhao Muyi was still chattering and complaining in her ear, "Lin Chen's kid's wings are stiff, and he doesn't bother to take a look at the birthday party he has carefully prepared, which is too much." ”

She half-sat up, leaned on the edge of the sofa, and pulled the blanket beside her casually, trying to isolate the magic sound, but Zhao Muyi didn't let her go, and sat down in front of her, "Are you his girlfriend?" Everyone has pushed things in order to celebrate his birthday, especially you, and personally made him a birthday cake, he released so many pigeons, this time he can't let him go easily, let him come back and kneel on the washboard, no, kneel durian!"

Zhao Muyi's righteous indignation made Ni Jing feel as if she was her boyfriend.

She had a splitting headache and dizzy temples, and she just wanted to be quiet and have a good night's sleep, but Zhao Muyi obviously didn't mean to stop, she pulled the blanket irritably, the strong light source on the high ceiling stimulated her eyes, she raised her hand to cover her eyes, "Don't worry about this, you take care of your ......."

The conversation stopped, and she looked at Zhao Muyi, who was suddenly silent.

A few men and women over there, obviously drunk, coaxed loudly, Shen Che in the center of the spotlight, hugged a coolly dressed girl, and the two were kissing fiercely.

She chuckled in her heart, and in the corner of her eye, Zhao Muyi bit her lip, looked at the two of them fixedly, and her face turned pale.

What's going on?

She didn't know the girl she was hugging her, and she brought her over and said that she had just met the little junior sister, and it had only been two hours since she progressed to this point.

Alcohol is a bad thing.

Her head hurt again, and she couldn't care about Zhao Muyi, who was unstoppable, the sound that broke her eardrum disturbed her temples suddenly, she roared and turned off the stereo, the people over there were playing happily, she didn't hear it, she simply left a group of people and went upstairs.

The night still went on.

When Zhao Mu came back to her senses, Ni Jing beside her had disappeared, she was in a low mood and leaned on the sofa in a daze, and several men and women over there were wave after wave, playing more and more.

She just watched Shen Che hugging the girl, the two not only kissed in a French way, but even had a more intimate contact under the coaxing of everyone, the girl shook her head shyly, wanting to refuse and welcome, but her body honestly leaned towards Shen Che.

During the whole process, Shen Che didn't look this way.

The light in Zhao Mu's eyes gradually dimmed.

The rumbling sound stimulated her eardrums, Ni Jing's mobile phone on the sofa kept vibrating, and when she was about to fall off the sofa, Zhao Muyi finally picked it up, "Hey....."

As soon as it sounded, the other side immediately hung up the phone.

Zhao Muyi looked at the phone screen strangely, there was no remark, and she couldn't tell the identity of the person who came, maybe she made a mistake, she thought so, and she didn't have the mood to explore, and continued to stare at the group of people opposite.

After playing for a while, Shen Che obviously choked on enough drinks, and fell asleep on the small sofa on the side, while the remaining few people were still playing the game with great interest.

She walked over, and before she touched Shen Che, a pair of hands with red nail polish gently stroked Shen Che's eyebrows.

"Senior Shen......" The girl knelt beside him and called softly.