On the first day of the new year, there is still the joy of Chinese New Year's Eve everywhere, but in the new day, the world is running in an orderly manner, pressing last night's jubilation and presumptuousness at the bottom of the memory box.

The presidential suite, covered by heavy silver-gray curtains, was dimly lit, and you could barely see five fingers when you stretched out your hand.

It's just that the room is filled with a blood-pumping aura, a lingering afterglow from last night's madness.

Under the white silk quilt, a messy mess was half hidden, and the woman's slender body was tightly trapped between her arms with perfect muscle lines and powerful lines.

The woman's young and beautiful facial features, delicate and delicate, are attached to the pillow. She was lying on her stomach, her black hair behind her was spread all over her back, revealing two round shoulders, and her skin was as delicate and fair as white jade.

As her consciousness gradually cleared, Xia Fanjinxiu raised her eyebrows and suddenly opened her eyes.

Turning his head, he saw the indistinct outline of the man in the dark, Xia Fanjin was shocked at the same time, his hand was already tightly covering his mouth!

The strange and familiar breath lingered on the tip of her nose, the man's shallow breathing, and the chest that was close to her, rising and falling regularly.

After the shock, a sad panic rose in my heart, and the memories of last night gradually surfaced in my mind......

Xiao Qian asked her to come to the hotel, but she was indeed a completely strange man in the room!

A fact she didn't want to believe gradually expanded in her mind......

The pain was terrible, and she held her breath, pulled open the man's strong arm around her waist, propped up her body that was about to fall apart, and got out of bed.

Pick up the bathrobe on the floor and leave the room/room in a hurry.

Tong guò is not bright light, she can roughly see the layout of the living room, this is indeed the room she entered last night, so there is no problem of zài entering the wrong room, and the room card was also given to her by Xiao Qian.

The hand that pinched the corner of the shirt gradually tightened.

Xia Fanjin's facial features are small and exquisite, but his temperament reveals an elegant maturity that is not similar to that of his young facial features, at this time, his bright and agile eyes are full of bloodshots, and his red lips, which are always smiling elegantly, are pursed tightly, and his little face is abnormally pale.

Her waist-length black hair was as messy as her current mood.

She took off her bathrobe on the spot, put on her own clothes, put on sunglasses, and wrapped a scarf around her to make sure she wouldn't be recognized, and hurried out of the room.

As she left, she glanced at the house number, her black eyes narrowed slightly under her sunglasses, and at the same time, her heart sank suddenly.

5107。

She didn't go wrong.

The gray long coat made her more and more slender and tall, and Xia Fanjin stood in front of the golden reflective elevator door, her thoughts gradually clearing......

The scenes of last night flew by in my mind like a movie, from Xiao Qian asking her to go to the hotel, the waiter giving her the room card, to the strange man, crazy for a night.

She was still lucky to go to the wrong room, at least, she would only feel unlucky, not sad.

But the saddest thing is that the closest person personally stabbed you in the back.

The elevator opened after a 'ding' sound, his thoughts were pulled back, and Xia Fanjin woke up from a nightmare and took a deep breath.

At this time, except for her face being a little pale, she had already regained her calm.

The corners of her mouth raised a self-deprecating and cold smile, how could she have thought that in the past three years, even in the twelve years after losing her loved ones, the person who was the best and closest to her would personally send her into the abyss?