Chapter 1 Do you think you're very blessed? (1)

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In the hotel room, Yan Chuyao woke up slowly, she was woken up by the pain from her lower body.

Suddenly she opened her eyes, the ceiling light was a little dazzling, and she closed her eyes for a long time before daring to open a slight slit.

His head was a little swollen, his brain was foggy, and his sensitive nose could vaguely smell the thick smell of alcohol surrounding his body.

The lingering smell of alcohol in her throat reminded her that she had drunk it.

As she usually wakes up in the morning, she instinctively touches her phone on the bedside table to check the time to determine if it's time for her to get up.

I fumbled for a long time with my eyes closed, but I didn't touch anything.

Slowly raised his eyelids, only to find that the bedside table in front of him seemed to be completely different from the one at home.

The bones all over her body seemed to fall apart, she supported the bed with her hands and sat up slowly, and after seeing the furnishings around her clearly, she realized that this was not her room at all, and the high-end atmosphere and high-grade decoration made her feel that everything was so unreal.

shook her head slightly, and only then did she vaguely remember the scene before she "fell asleep".

She remembers that she was rated as a special kindergarten teacher, and her colleagues in the kindergarten insisted that she be invited to dinner, and in order to congratulate her, everyone poured her glass after glass of wine.

Although a very good colleague helped her block a few glasses, she soon couldn't support the already poor amount of alcohol.

In order to avoid the group of people who forced her to drink, she found an excuse to go to the bathroom.

Then hide there for a while.

Fragmentary memories tell her that she knocked on the door before going into the bathroom, and then someone dragged her in, and then she ....... I don't remember anything.

When I lifted the quilt, I saw my own silk-un-hanging body under the thin white quilt, and the purple kiss marks, as well as the bits and pieces of red on the sheets, my heart stopped beating suddenly, and the nerves in my body tightened.

She bit her lip tightly, the quilt on her chest crumpled as she scratched.

Why is this happening?

The ticking sound of the wall clock on the bedroom wall reached her ears like a magic sound, which was particularly harsh.

Before the strength of the wine had completely subsided, a tumultuous wave in her stomach suddenly rushed straight to her head, and she was about to vomit.

Yan Chuyao got out of bed, stood beside the bed, reached out and forcefully tore off the sheets spread on the luxurious bed, and wrapped them around her body.

She already vaguely knew what was going on, and in order to prevent there were other people in this room, she couldn't be so naked anymore.

A sour stream of heat reached her throat, and she took a few quick steps and pushed the bathroom door open.

Toilet, where is the toilet?

The bathroom was so thick with water that she couldn't see the toilet for a while.

While searching the toilet, Yan Chuyao covered her mouth with her hand so as not to vomit on the floor.

There seemed to be the sound of a shower in her ears, and the faint scent of lavender shower gel made her feel a little refreshed.

Suddenly, a nice male voice suddenly sounded, echoing in the steamy bathroom.

"Are you awake?"

This sentence is only three words.

His tone is unhurried and unhurried, but it is particularly pleasant and gives people a sense of enjoyment.

Yan Chuyao couldn't believe her ears, thinking that she was hallucinating, there was such a beautiful sound in this world.

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