Just do what you say.

Luo Yan lifted the blanket on her body, tiptoed around the living room barefoot, and after finding the door, she immediately walked in the direction of the door.

As a result, before I reached the door, my stomach hurt.

"Hiss......"

I thought that I must have eaten too many chili peppers last night, and I went to the bar and drank a lot of ice wine, so my stomach couldn't stand it.

Holding her stomach, Luo Yan turned around and looked around the living room, looking for the toilet, however, there were too many doors in the room, and she didn't know which one was the toilet at all.

In desperation, she only opened the door one by one to take a look.

This one, no, this one, no, this one, I'll go, why isn't it......

Her stomach hurt more and more, and Luo Yan felt that if she couldn't find the toilet again, she would probably be unable to bear it......

Raising her head and looking at the three closed rooms in front of her, these are the last three rooms, Luo Yan bit her lower lip tightly, arched her body, and walked forward step by step with great difficulty.

Coming to the door of one of the last three rooms, she held the doorknob with anticipation, and secretly prayed in her heart: Buddha bless, this is it, it must be this one, don't let me look for it again, I can't hold it anymore, please......

"Click!"

Just as Luo Yan was about to open the door, the door lock made a crisp sound, and the door was opened from the inside.

The next second.

"How are you!" Luo Yan let out an exclamation.

She never thought that last night, the man who talked to her in a daze would be Wei Qingran.

So what is said......

Last night, she took the initiative to throw herself into his arms?

Oh God!

Spare her, what the hell is this plot?

For Wei Qingran, early in the morning, opening the door of his bedroom and seeing a woman standing at the door of his room in an extremely strange posture was something he had never encountered in more than 20 years.

Seeing Luo Yan, the unpleasant memories of last night flooded into my mind.

Oh, yes!

How could he not be "memorable" about things like the ones that happened last night?

"Yesterday ......"

"If you have anything to say, let's talk about it later, borrow your toilet first!" Before Wei Qingran finished speaking, Luo Yan interrupted him, and after speaking, before Wei Qingran agreed, Luo Yan pushed Wei Qingran away, rushed into his room like the wind, and went straight to the bathroom in his room.

Wei Qingran, who was standing at the door, heard a "bang" before he could react, and the sound of the bathroom door being slammed shut.

Looking at the closed bathroom door, Wei Qingran let out a long breath, speechless.

Walking out of the bedroom, Wei Qingran came to the kitchen.

The kitchen is open plan and just to the right rear of the living room and is spacious.

Wei Qingran took the kettle and put it on the stove, took out a few pieces of toast from the refrigerator, put it on the toast driver, and pressed the switch.

I opened the milk powder jar, took out two empty glasses, scooped a few spoonfuls of milk powder into the cups, and then opened the refrigerator and took out the eggs and ham, and when the eggs and ham were fried, the toast was also baked.

Wei Qingran smeared the toast with an appropriate amount of salad dressing, then put the ham and egg on the toast, and finally covered it with a layer of toast to make a sandwich.

At the same time, the water on the stove was just boiling, he turned off the fire, washed the milk, and suddenly, a smell of milk wafted into the air.

Chapter error, click here to submit (registration required),

After submission, the maintenance staff will correct the chapter content within two minutes, please be patient.

-->