Xia Weiliang only felt that his heart was going up and down, and an inexplicable emotion was rising.

It's like riding a car, passing downhill, and the center of gravity changes.

She took a deep breath, calmed her emotions, dragged him along, and walked out, albeit with a slight stagger.

After a few polite words to a few of his friends, she quickly got into the driver's seat and drove away.

......

After bringing him into the room, Xia Weiliang just wanted to turn around, but he didn't want to be dragged by his arm and smashed on Wen Jinmo's body.

Looking at the infinitely enlarged face in front of him, such a familiar face, Xia Weiliang only felt that the tip of his heart was trembling.

An inexplicable sour feeling came to her heart, which made her unable to breathe, and she only felt a sour numbness from head to toe, which made her want to cry.

She reached out to push away, but before she could make a move.

Xia Weiliang was obviously a little unable to react to this sudden action.

I don't know how long it took, Xia Weiliang felt the hand on her waist loosen a little, she pushed him away and got up.

"Wen Jinmo, you're a madman." There was a fierce anger on her face.

The person on the bed was calm, just closed his eyes and did not say a word.

Xia Weiliang glanced at him, and then kicked him hard. This kick was really not light, and the person on the bed snorted, but there was no reaction.

Xia gritted his teeth slightly and said viciously: "What kind of drunken madness, you get up for me, get up," he said, and stretched out his hand to pull him up.

"What do you do?" Wen Jinmo opened his eyes in a daze.

"You get up for me." Xia Weiliang continued to reach out and pull him.

"My head hurts, don't touch me." Wen Jinmo muttered slightly, obviously not yet conscious.

"No, you have to get up now." Xia Weiliang dragged him out of bed stiffly, because the force was too great, and accidentally hit his forehead on the floor.

"Xia Weiliang, you're crazy." Wen Jinmo finally sobered up a little, he sat on the floor, reached out and rubbed his forehead.

Xia Weiliang didn't answer, with a cold face, he half-knelt on the ground, and reached out to untie his shirt.

Wen Jinmo looked at her movements, a little stunned, and then the corners of her mouth rose with a smile but not a smile: "Oh, I almost forgot, today is our wedding night." ”

Xia Weiliang had a calm face, didn't answer, and just continued his movements.

"I didn't expect you to be so proactive, I ........"

"Shut up." Xia Weiliang took off his shirt and threw it into the trash, then turned back to him and said coldly, "You get up." ”

Wen Jinmo was a little unsure, but he still did it. Xia Weiliang stretched out his hand and dragged him into the bathroom, and then took the shower and poured it down on him.

Wen Jinmo was thrilled by this sudden cold feeling.

"Xia Weiliang, what are you going to do?" He avoided it.

"You're so dirty, I'm going to help you get rid of the smell." Xia Weiliang's eyes were a little cold, the corners of her slender eyes were raised, and the corners of her lips were slightly upturned to reveal a touch of sarcasm.