Yang Hao slammed his fist on the head of the bed, and fell back on the bed with a tangled expression, closing his eyes and panting heavily.

Yan Beibei's behavior greatly stimulated him, the contest between instinct and reason, and finally ended in a tragic victory of reason, watching Yan Beibei return to his room, Yang Hao breathed a sigh of relief, closed his eyes, the string that had just been tightened suddenly relaxed, and the whole person fell into dizziness again.

Yan Beibei's sad and tearful expression at the end made him feel extremely depressed in his heart.

Hey, I'll talk about it tomorrow.

Yang Hao was already very drunk, and the action just now was like the last straw that crushed the camel, when he relaxed, it was only a few seconds before he fell into a coma.

In the haze, Yang Hao seemed to feel that someone had walked to his bedside, Yang Hao was shocked, could it be that Yan Beibei was back again.

Yang Hao tried hard to open his eyes, with the help of the light outside the window, looked at the woman sitting on the edge of his bed, and when he saw the girl's face clearly, Yang Hao breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it's not Yan Beibei!

Yang Hao only has the only consciousness in his mind at this time, that is, he must not have anything to do with Yan Beibei, this is also the last bottom line in Yang Hao's mind, and it is also the only bottom line he abides by, which must not be violated, never surpassed, and other than this, it has become a completely unguarded storage zài, so when this girl bit her lip and gently lay on him, he hugged her with his backhand.

The night, like the girl's eyes, became blurred.

……

Yang Hao was woken up by some dazzling eyes, he opened his eyes, covered his hands over his eyes, and blinked a little sleepily.

Unfamiliar room, unfamiliar environment.

Where is this?

Yang Hao's eyes looked around, and his brain like a paste recalled what happened last night, he and Xi Feifei and others went to eat hot pot, and then sang on Thunder No. 1, and then went out to Cai Mingshan's night snack stall to eat supper, and then ......

Yang Hao sat up from the bed with a headache, recalling with difficulty, Yang Hao's memory was clear until this time, but what about later?

Xi Feifei was afraid that she would be recognized and cause trouble, so she left first, leaving herself and Yan Beibei and others to continue drinking, and after drinking, it seemed that she sent them to the hotel to open a room, and then slept by herself......

Yan Beibei!

Yang Hao's heart jumped suddenly, and a picture flashed in Yang Hao's mind, that is, Yang Hao turned over and pressed Yan Beibei under him, and Yan Beibei was wearing a pair of pants.

When he thought of this picture, Yang Hao suddenly sat up from the bed, his eyes glared at the boss, is this true, or is he dreaming?

No, it's not a dream!

The picture in my memory is real!

Yan Beibei slipped into her bed, and later told her about herself and her mother, and then she left as if in tears.

Yes, it's gone.

Yang Hao first breathed a sigh of relief, he finally didn't make a big mistake, but then Yang Hao frowned again, in his memory, it seemed that after Yan Beibei left, someone else entered his room, and then hugged himself, and then he seemed to have a relationship with her?

Yang Hao's face was cloudy, Yan Beibei's matter, he could be sure that it was true, but after Yan Beibei left, he fell into a drunken hazy state again, he just subconsciously seemed to remember one or two crazy pictures, but he couldn't be sure whether this was really happening, or just a dream of his own.

Yang Hao lifted the quilt and examined it carefully, trying to find some evidence that might remain.

Soon, Yang Hao's eyes stopped, and on the sheet on the right side of his waist, there was a faint mark, only the size of a fingernail, like some liquid dripping on it, which had completely dried up, if it wasn't for Yang Hao's careful observation, it would be difficult to find at all.

Yang Hao's fingers lightly wiped over this mark, his face became a little complicated, his eyes continued to move, and then he reached out and twisted a hair from the sheet.

This hair is quite long, and the end is slightly curly.

Yang Hao's mind quickly came up with the hairstyles of the four girls, Hou Xiaoqian and Yan Beibei's hair is straight, without any perm, but Zhao Yuan and Du Shasha's hair is permed, it seems to be almost the same, similar to the pear blossom perm with black straight at the top and a little wavy at the bottom, which is very similar to the hair in Yang Hao's hand.

Is it Zhao Yuan or Du Shasha?

Seeing that mark and finding this hair again, Yang Hao basically dared to be sure that the hazy and fragrant pictures in his mind after Yan Beibei left last night were indeed what really happened, which made Yang Hao can't help but have a headache.

What are these girls doing?

Yang Hao will think about what a few girls did yesterday, the more suspicious he is in his heart, first he wants to say that he will eat supper, leave Thunder No. 1, and refuse to stay in Thunder No. 1, several people take turns to play games with themselves, and they say that they can't drink it, and then they even propose to stay in the hotel, and they are not willing to open a single room for one of them, and they also propose to let themselves sleep in the hotel, now that they think about it, these girls seem to be determined to get themselves drunk, and then something happens to themselves.

Thinking of this, Yang Hao himself felt ridiculous, what was going on in their heads, whose bad idea was this?

I think it's probably Yan Beibei's idea.

Yang Hao suddenly had a headache, what is this thing called.

Yan Beibei, forget it, don't think about Yan Beibei first, after all, she still didn't hurt her after all, and also told her about herself and her mother Jiang Manqing, presumably she shouldn't be cranky from now on, let's think about this girl in the back.

If you are sure that the beautiful picture in your memory is a real thing, then who is this girl?

In Yang Hao's memory, Yang Hao only remembered that he and her were rolling and whipping wantonly on the bed, but he always couldn't remember her face, which made Yang Hao couldn't help but grab a handful of hair.

Is it Du Shasha or Zhao Yuan?

Yang Hao was entangled in his heart, but suddenly thought of something, as if when he was playing with Yan Beibei and the girls, they had inadvertently said that Du Shasha didn't seem to have a man, that is to say, she was still a virgin, so if it was her, there should be blood in theory.

The bed was clean, there was not a trace of blood to be seen except for the little mark, and even that mark was definitely not blood.

If it's not Du Shasha, then it should be Zhao Yuan?

Yang Hao's mood is also a little complicated, it is difficult for him to imagine what these girls thought in their hearts last night, and how he faces them now?

Hey, no matter what, you have to face it after all.

Yang Hao rubbed his face and looked at the time, it was already half past nine in the morning, I don't know if they got up?

Yang Hao got up, picked up his clothes, smelled them, and couldn't help frowning, it smelled so heavy, and he didn't know how much he drank yesterday.

Speaking of which, if it hadn't happened for the Dragon King to make a phone call yesterday, Yang Hao's mood would not have suddenly become depressed, and he would not have drunk so much, so that he finally got drunk, but no matter how bad his mood was, the amount of alcohol would still not be too bad, and those little girls wanted to get themselves drunk, and it was really embarrassing for them.

Yang Hao took out his bathrobe on the boat, opened the door in slippers, and looked outside, only to find that it was quiet outside, without the slightest sound.

Aren't these girls gone?

Yang Hao thought about it and felt that this was unlikely, after all, they had also drunk a lot of wine yesterday, if they got up just now and the sound of opening the door or something, they would definitely alarm themselves, but they didn't hear any sound from beginning to end.

Yang Hao pondered for a while, first got into the bathroom and quickly took a shower for himself, and then reluctantly wrote a note on the coffee table for his own clothes on the boat, and then opened the door and went out.

About two minutes after Yang Hao left, the door of Yan Beibei's room opened gently, and Du Shasha, who was wearing a bathrobe, walked out, looked left and right, and finally looked at the paper on the coffee table, picked it up and looked at it, a little smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, put down the paper again, and returned to the house.

In the house, Yan Beibei had woken up, but her complexion did not look good, and her eyes were a little red and swollen, obviously she didn't sleep well last night.

"Beibei, the uncle went out and left us a note, saying that our clothes smelled of alcohol, he went to buy us a few clothes to change, and by the way, he bought us breakfast, saying that if we got up, we would wash ourselves."

Yan Beibei sighed, and the expression on her face did not change much.

Du Shasha looked at Yan Beibei's appearance, sighed softly, ran over and hugged Yan Beibei and comforted: "Beibei, don't be sad, the uncle is drunk like this, but he can still refuse you, which shows that he really loves you and loves you, isn't this actually good?" ”

Yan Beibei rubbed her face gently, showing a reluctant smile on her face, after Yan Beibei came back to the room last night, Du Shasha was surprised to see that Yan Beibei was not wearing any clothes, and asked the reason, Yan Beibei did not say anything about her mother, but just hugged Du Shasha and cried, and said "He doesn't want me", Du Shasha comforted a few words, because she was also a little drunk, and she couldn't support it in the back, so she fell asleep, but Yan Beibei, with her eyes open, didn't know how long it took to fall asleep.

"It's okay, I'm just sad for a while, and I'll be fine after a while, by the way, don't tell anyone about this."

Du Shasha nodded solemnly: "This is our little secret, of course I won't say it, by the way, Yuanyuan will definitely ask tomorrow, she should be able to say it, yesterday she was drunk for you." ”

Yan Beibei's face showed two strange expressions, and she nodded lightly: "If she asks, tell her." ”