Su Wanyue was stunned for a moment, pulled open the quilt in surprise, and looked down.

Seeing that her body was firmly encircled by a strong arm, Su Wanyue paused, remembering the unpleasant scenes she saw in Wang Chengfeng's box last night.

She exuded a cold aura all over her body, and her eyes glowed with an unknown dark light.

Why is Wang Chengfeng lying in his bed again? Still hugging yourself?

Didn't he come and have fun with the women in his own box?

Wang Chengfeng, he has never lacked women, why did he think of coming back to pester her?

Su Wanyue's stiff body stayed in Wang Chengfeng's arms for a moment, her heart was stuffy, and the uncomfortable flames burned more and more in her heart.

She shook her head irritably, as if she wanted to throw all the unpleasant images of last night out of her mind. Stretched out his hand and vigorously pulled away Wang Chengfeng's arm, exuding dissatisfaction and displeasure.

She turned to the edge of the bed, ready to get up and freshen up, and by the way, calm the unhappiness in her heart.

"Good morning, Yue'er."

A low, hoarse voice came from behind Su Wanyue, and her slender arm wrapped around her again.

Her waist was hugged, and her entire back pressed back to her strong chest.

Wang Chengfeng yawned sleepily, leaned his whole head comfortably on Su Wanyue's neck and shoulders, kissed her neck, and lazily evoked a good-looking and charming smile.

It's a good feeling to be able to hug a soft and fragrant girl when you wake up in the morning...

"Good morning, can you let me go? I'm going to get up. Ahem, ahem, ahem..."

A hoarse voice spat out from Su Wanyue's mouth, she coughed a few times, and swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva uncomfortably.

But, what's going on, my throat still feels very dry...

When Wang Chengfeng heard this, he chuckled lightly.

His girl had been crying for so long last night that her throat was hoarse.

He stood up slightly, stretched out his arms and reached for the water bottle on the bedside table.

Then, he helped Su Wanyue's body, handed the bottle to her lips, and carefully fed her some water to moisten her throat...

"Are you comfortable?" Wang Chengfeng asked, rubbing Su Wanyue's hair with his big hand, turning her small body around and facing him.

"Well, thanks." Su Wanyue replied lightly, and lowered her head with complicated eyes.

Wang Chengfeng frowned slightly, he didn't like Su Wanyue's cold and detached appearance, he reached out and gently picked her chin, and looked at her.

"Yue'er, what's wrong? Let me see. Look at you, you're really a crybaby, these beautiful eyes are red from your crying. Wang Chengfeng leaned over and kissed her beautiful face.

With a kiss, Su Wanyue's cheeks flushed, struggling to break free from his embrace, wanting to get away from him, not wanting to let herself fall deeper and deeper.

"How can I cry!" Su Wanyue tilted her head and quibbled, pushed Wang Chengfeng's chest with her little hand, and turned around to move in the direction of the edge of the bed.

Watching Su Wanyue's action of staying away, Wang Chengfeng grabbed her wrist, grabbed her back, and pushed her down on the big bed.

Muscular arms were propped up on her sides, and her huge and strong body was lightly attached to her soft little body, suppressing Su Wanyue's urge to leave.

"Didn't you? Yue'er, you don't remember what happened last night? Wang Chengfeng raised his eyebrows playfully, and looked at Su Wanyue with a smile.

In the small and ambiguous space, Su Wanyue's whole body was surrounded by the breath of Wang Chengfeng's male hormones.

She blushed, wrinkled her nose, raised her clear eyes, and glanced coldly at the man above her.

"What's the matter? What happened inside the box? ”