She lay flat, pulled the quilt over her neck, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

And Qin Guiyun, who was lying on the ground, his breathing gradually deepened, but the reason in his eyes slowly returned.

He pursed his thin red lips, his black hair was wet against his cheeks, and his cold eyebrows and eyes were in the shadows, and there was a clean beauty.

I didn't lie down for long, and the place where I was kicked felt less pain.

He got up, and the heat of his body disappeared a lot by such a toss.

The sanity in the head also returns.

Thinking of tonight, I received a call from my grandfather to talk about the divorce.

As a result, after a few glasses of wine, I began to be in a trance.

When I became a little conscious, I realized that I was being brought into the room by a strange girl.

Unfamiliar......

No, it's not a stranger.

It's his titular wife.

It's just that he hadn't seen her.

Qin Guiyun got up and walked to the bedside, when he lost his mind just now, he actually thought about her.

It seems that the effect of that medicine is very powerful.

His eyes were a little colder, and he lowered his eyes to look at the girl lying on the bed.

She lay flat in a regular manner, her small and delicate fingertips exposed a little outside the quilt, her thick eyelashes hung down, and she was as delicate as a doll's small face, and her lips were red and gorgeous.

It's as beautiful as cherry cake.

Qin Guiyun stared at her for a long time, his breath was a little hotter, and his thin lips pursed slightly.

He frowned faintly, looking away a little embarrassed.

Watch what she does.

One...... Crazy to marry his fan.

The brain must be stupid.

Fortunately, there was an accident just now, and nothing irreversible happened.

He was just about to turn around, but he sat back with some loss of strength, and his fingers hurriedly supported his body backwards.

As a result, the fingertips pressed down on the soft spot.

His body stiffened, and his face began to turn red.

Qin Guiyun pursed his lips, held his breath, and was about to take his hand back.

A pair of hands suddenly reached out, crossed the sides of his waist, and hugged him.

The girl didn't know when, like a lovely otter, lay on his back.

The faint smell of wine lingered on her body.

Qin Guiyun's brows furrowed, and he wanted to reach out and pull her away.

She hugged her tighter, even her cheeks against his butterfly bones, and her long hair fell on his shoulders.

Qin Guiyun was silent for a while before lowering his eyes and slowly exhaling.

Feeling a headache.

He really hadn't seen this meeting.

But she's drunk, so clingy, is she just sticking to him, or is it ......

Suddenly, he heard the girl muttering something softly, and her voice was soft and unusually squeamish.

Qin Guiyun's eyelashes drooped slightly, covering the shattered light in his eyes, and his thin lips pursed lightly.

The outstretched fingers, which were about to pull her away, also paused.

In silence.

He finally heard the girl's soft and sweet voice clearly, and it sounded with a hint of disgust.

"This pillow is so hard, it's a shoddy item that cuts corners."

Qin Guiyun was silent.

After a long time, he pursed the tight line of his lips and slowly hooked it up.

"Huh."

Then he reached out neatly and grabbed her fingertips, tore her away, got up and walked out.

Halfway through, he came back again.

He stood coldly on the edge of the bed, his dark eyes staring at her sleeping face.

After looking at it for a while, Qin Guiyun suddenly reached out and took off the clothes on his body, and then he lay down on the bed and pulled the quilt onto himself.

He opened the suite, so that's where he slept.

How can there be a reason for the master to be driven away by thieves.

Thinking of this, the man's thin lips tightened, and his beautiful eyelashes hung down and he was going to sleep like this.

As a result, the girl on her side suddenly leaned over softly.

He stiffened, and when he looked down, he saw her leaning over body, her clothes falling apart, revealing the delicate whiteness under her neck.

Qin Guiyun looked indifferently for a while before he looked away helplessly.

And his slender fingers, hooking a corner of the quilt, slowly pulled to her.

Cover her.

Then he stared blankly at the lamp on the ceiling.

Too bright.

Can't sleep.

The girl on her side squeezed over again.

The tips of Qin Guiyun's ears turned red, and his body stiffened.

It's too soft.

Can't sleep.