It's so heavy, I slept so deeply this night, I was very uncomfortable, I struggled many times before I reluctantly sat up, when did I sleep?

The sky outside was already bright, the waist, not the whole person was uncomfortable, and it was so cold, at this moment, Mo Wu found that he was not an inch, and immediately retracted into the warm quilt.

It was very warm in the quilt, and besides, the temperature of more than one person, Mo Wu turned her head in disbelief, here, her most familiar face immediately went straight to her eyes, wasn't she dreaming last night?

！

What's going on?

！

Even if he lives in modern times, he is just a conservative single woman, but last night, I remember partially, it seems that I was raping him?

Oh, my God?

It's not a dream, what have you done?

"Madame is awake?"

The person who had been being watched all the time opened his eyes, his dark eyes, slightly with a little brown aura, different from Mo Wu's flickering, and looked at Mo Wu directly.

The woman with her loose hair swished, and the whole person was buried in the quilt.

A pair of hands in the quilt gently hugged Mo Wu's head and leaned on his bare chest, "Madam." ”

Han Shi shouted softly.

There was only a rough pant in the quilt.

"In the future, I will call Mrs. Xiaowu, in this way, it will be different from others."

Still no response.

"Xiao Wu, in the future, it's good for us to be a famous couple."

Still didn't respond, and after a long time, Han Shi noticed the face on her chest and shook it slightly, it was her nodding.

Han Shi smiled slightly, half-lifted the quilt, and held her face up to herself.

Mo Wu buried his head again embarrassedly.

"Madam, do you want to?"

Although I have had this assumption, I still feel pain in the face of it.

"No, no, I just feel a little sorry for you like this."

Han Shi didn't understand.

"Why?"

"It's like raping you."

The sound couldn't be quieter.

Han Shi remembered yesterday's Hehuan and smiled, "It's the first time I've heard of a woman raping a man." This kind of thing, no matter how you say it, it has to be voluntary for a man, right? ”

"That'...... Are you voluntary? ”

The sound couldn't be quieter.

"Yes. Although I don't want this to happen in such a situation, whenever I see you and Chen Yuewen together like a little monkey whispering a voice that I can't hear, I want to pull you into my arms and tell you that you are my wife. ”

Stroking his head leaning on his chest, his soft hair was soft and cold.

"What do you call a little monkey? Where am I like a monkey?! ”

That's a terrible metaphor, isn't it?

"What's not to want to be in a situation like this? Are you jealous? Are you jealous? ”

"I don't know, I just want to start when you're sober."

"Didn't I wake up yesterday?"

It's just that no matter how you think about it, the self in my memory is incredibly bold.

"Did you think about me before?"

Han Shi suddenly realized that he had a misunderstanding with her.

Mo Wu raised his hand and wrapped himself in the quilt again.

After she calmed down, Han Shi told her uncle about drugging her, "If there was no skin-to-skin contact, Hehuan Huaxiao would not have had a seizure, uncle probably didn't expect you to contact me so early, and he didn't think about the relationship between us." ”

Perverted!

Mo Wu gritted his teeth in his heart, all the feelings of his precious first time actually turned into raping his husband!

Not a pleasant memory at all.

"Since he didn't think about the relationship between us, why did he drug me?"

This is not logical.

"When you were angry yesterday, you and that Chen Yuewen squatted at the door of my study, I didn't know what to say quietly, and then you actually had a good face, I was very angry, and my uncle probably felt that he wanted to help me. After all, this medicine is general, and it is generally adding to the atmosphere, and my uncle also knows some things between us. ”

"You, did you use it a lot?"

Adding to the atmosphere?

Adding to the atmosphere?

It's really exciting.

Han Shi shook his head, "Maybe he was too pure-hearted and had few desires before, right?" To be honest, I used to make my family suspect that I was a broken sleeve, or that I couldn't do it. ”

Think about your sore waist, it's not going to work.