In the unfamiliar luxurious bedroom, it was pitch black, and Su Meng had already sat in front of the wine cabinet for four hours.

From late afternoon to midnight.

At her feet, in addition to a bottle of red wine that she had drunk most of the time, there was also a hot marriage certificate.

Today is the fifth day of her rebirth.

That's right, rebirth.

She died at the age of twenty-four, but inexplicably returned to the age of twenty.

It took her one day to accept her rebirth, three days to stick to Fu Jinyu, and one day to marry him.

Today, it is the day of her wedding, a big wedding with no banquet, no process, and even the deity does not show up, and the photos on the marriage certificate are all P up, how interesting.

In the dark, Su Meng drank the last sip of red wine in the goblet and got up.

She kicked the marriage certificate aside with her naked feet and threw herself on the soft big bed.

On the wine, Su Meng's past events swirled in her mind, like a dagger soaked in poison, swept wantonly in her heart.

The buzzing of her tinnitus gave her an unbearable headache, and her heart felt like it was pressing against a huge rock.

She felt cold and burrowed into the quilt, curled into a small ball.

Soon, the drunkenness was exerted to the extreme, making her groggy and half-asleep.

These days, you can only get a good night's sleep after drinking.

Just when she thought she was going to fall asleep, there was a sound in her ears.

It looked like someone was taking a shower and walking, but she didn't bother to care about it when she was already confused.

Until, the quilt wrapped around her body was lifted, and a chill suddenly came from her side that could not be ignored.

Su Meng was shocked and lifted her eyelids with difficulty.

"Do everything possible to marry me, just to take a break while I'm not drunk?"

In the half-cool magnetic voice, there is no lack of incomparable frivolity and ridicule, and there is also a sharp danger in the carelessness.

She didn't think he would be back tonight.

Her marriage with him is a deal in itself, but if you don't get into the tiger's den, it is not easy to talk about the tiger's skin.

Su Meng was drunk and had a headache, and when she was in chaos, a pair of wide palms fell on her waist, and it was very hot through the thin shirt.

"Turn around." He commanded.

Su Meng's waist was crisp, and she turned around to face him obediently.

didn't turn on the lights and she was drunk, his handsome face looked resolute and blurred, only the dark and cold eyes as deep as Bitan flashed with sharp light, and her head was even more dizzy.

"I thought you weren't coming back."

It was obviously a tough and indifferent sentence, but it came out of Su Meng's mouth at that time, like a coquettish little daughter-in-law complaining about her husband who returned late.

In the dim light, he stared at her palm-sized little face, under the soft outline of her facial features, her delicate lips were like orchids, and the faint aroma of wine and hot breath were just like her hot body now, which was very tempting.

"Why don't you come back, I'm your husband."

The word husband inexplicably shocked her, and her reason was completely captured by alcohol at this moment.

In a drunken haze, she seemed to have forgotten that she had a clear deal with him.

She seemed to have found a life-saving driftwood in the raging waves of the ocean, and as if she was about to grasp the last ray of light and move closer to him.

Lazily wrapping around his neck, Su Meng raised her head and looked at the pair of sharp eyes that burst out of anger, and raised her eyebrows, "Yes, no matter what, you are already my man, and I will have what I want, right?" Husband~"

Fu Jinyu caught a trace of bloodthirsty ambition in her misty beautiful eyes.

Even if she is drunk like this, she has not forgotten that he is a tool for her to use, which is good.

She hooked his neck, the ink hair scattered, the hot air sprayed on the man's face, and the shirt on his shoulders slipped off most of it, revealing the white fragrant shoulders.

And the way she looks up and smiles now, and her unconscious sultry is testing the man's restraint.

Fu Jinyu's eyes darkened, hugged her waist and dragged her forward.

"Hmmm......"

Su Meng snorted as she crashed into that hard chest.

As everyone knows, this coquettish sound, listening to the ears of men, is extremely tactful and pleasant, and it is very tempting.

Lifting her chin, his handsome face slowly lowered, his thin lips close to hers, leaving only a gap for exchanging breaths with each other.

His voice, in this increasingly hot and dry room, was particularly dull and emotional.

"Scream again, and you'll get everything you want."

The man was not rude, bowing his head and sealing her thin lips. Gently depriving her of the air she needed to survive, she slowly unbuttoned her shirt.

His hands were hot, sliding all the way down her smooth neck.

The heavy breath slowly drowned her, from soft to raging, tossing her back to life all night.

The long, boundless ecstasy was too much for her to bear.

"Don't do it!"

Su Meng let out a hoarse scream from the depths of her throat.

In the next second, she sat up straight from the bed, stretched out her beautiful eyes that were as black as ink, and Su Meng sat on the bed in a daze and looked at the environment in front of her.

The lavish room was empty, and the bottles of wine that had not been drunk yesterday were still rolling under the bed.

Su Meng shook her head, which was still slightly painful, vigorously.

Did she drink the broken tablets yesterday to have such a shameless dream?

The discomfort somewhere in the next second and the sore legs that made her head sore at the slightest movement made her head confused.

Slowly lowering her head and lifting the quilt, Su Mengwu swallowed her saliva.

The faint kiss marks on her body and the little blush blooming on the bed reminded her that yesterday was not a dream!

The fragments of intermittent memories slowly put together, and the woman who completely lost her mind yesterday and was forcibly pulled to him was really ...... Is it her?

Isn't Fu Jinyu a?

Isn't it not close to women?

Isn't it just to get married with her and take what you need?

Is he bisexual?

I lose!

Su Meng cut off her memories and stretched out her hand to cover her head, feeling like she wanted to die headlong.

Now it's useless to dwell on these little eggs, no matter what, it's her who pasted him upside down, and she didn't resist when she drank too much yesterday, saying who was wrong was too naïve.

Since the two of them are grasshoppers tied to a rope now, it is important to do the right thing, yes, do the right thing!

Su Meng walked around the room wrapped in a quilt, and found that Fu Jinyu was not there, so she quickly took a shower and put on her clothes and went downstairs.

On the coffee table in the main hall, the contract that Fu Jinyu promised her was laid out like this.

Su Meng glanced at it casually, picked it up and left.

Her embarrassed appearance happened to fall into the eyes of the man who came out of the kitchen.

Fu Jinyu watched Su Meng slam the door without looking back, shook the coffee in his hand, and snorted lightly.

This is a typical person who lifts up her pants and doesn't recognize anyone, it's clear that she is begging him with him, and now she gets what she wants, pats her ass and leaves, tsk.

He also wanted to ask her, what about the technique in her mouth?

Putting on her hat, Su Meng drove her little Audi and drove towards the Su family's villa.

In fact, she and Fu Jinyu obtained the certificate, and the two families do not know about it at present, they are considered a transactional hidden marriage, as for the reasons, there are many reasons.