There was a glimmer of light in the sky, and a round of red sun was eager to try, jumping hard, trying to break out of the shackles and light up the dark sky little by little. The morning light shines through the curtains, shining on the men and women who are still intersecting in the big bed, setting off the charm of the room.

The man's eyelids moved, and he opened his eyes, staring blankly at the ceiling, the weight of his arm sinking his eyes, and he turned his eyes to look at the woman who was still in his arms.

The woman was wearing the mask of the goddess of beauty, her eyes were closed, and there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth. Suddenly, the memories of last night flooded back.

The annual makeup party is the biggest event in City B, where elites from all walks of life gather together and wear masks to carnival all night, which has imperceptibly achieved countless wild mandarin ducks and several beautiful things.

Sikong Yichen has always been indifferent to this kind of occasion, last night was because it was really difficult to return to China, so he followed that group of fox friends and dog friends, the atmosphere was too romantic, and I didn't know how to make a ghost, actually .......

Thinking of this, Sikong Yichen's brows furrowed, and he decisively withdrew the woman in his arms, got out of bed and dressed, and casually glanced at the white sheets, and the red eyebrows that were as red as snow were gorgeous and dazzling. This one surprised Sikong Yichen a little, and he took out a check from his wallet and put it on the pillow.

He was supposed to leave immediately, paused, turned around and walked to the side of the bed, his slender and powerful right hand stretched over, landed on the mask, hooked the corners of his mouth, and smiled self-deprecatingly, he hadn't touched a woman for many years, and he really felt good last night.

It's just that he is not a casual person, since he has a relationship with her, he must at least know who the other party is, so as not to get out of his control if something happens in the future.

lifted the mask and took a look, Sikong Yichen was very satisfied, not far from what he imagined, so he kindly explained to the waiter to bring her a set of clothes, and left. Quietly came and left, the three numbers of room number 906 on the door were dim and gloomy, exuding a gloomy atmosphere.

Not long after Sikong Yichen left, the woman on the bed turned over, and the snow-white sheets fell to the ground, revealing white and tender skin like a lamb, and the bruises and purple marks on the skin were particularly eye-catching. Suddenly exposed to the cold air, the tiny bumps rose, and he muttered before he opened his misty eyes.

'Where is this?' The pain in her body made Warm Weiwei frown, "What's going on?" Where is this? Hotel? Xin'er set a room for herself? ’

In my memory, I only remember drinking a glass of juice handed over by Wenwen....... The memories behind me are very vague...... Just remember... She seems to have a relationship with a man.

'Man. His face changed dramatically, and he sat up suddenly, his whole body aching and sore, as if he had been run over by a tank. When she looked at her body, she almost scared herself. The bruises covered every inch of the skin, and it was so shocking.

The warm face suddenly turned pale, she couldn't believe it, her whole body kept trembling, and tears rolled down uncontrollably. 'Oh my God,' What the hell is going on? ’

Last night was a makeup party in City B.,Although she didn't have to participate.,But the sister who has always been at odds with herself openly and secretly has to make trouble with herself.,It's really unbearable.,Warmth agreed.。