The luxurious presidential suite was dim and I couldn't tell what time it was. The unique taste after the love, it is disgusting to vomit out the rice of the previous year.

Chang An stared at a pair of crying and swollen eyes, and he didn't know how long he was stunned before he looked sideways at the person lying beside him.

In the dim light, she could only see the other party's bare shoulders and the back of her head, and vaguely could see his smooth hair, although she couldn't see his face, but she could tell that he was sleeping soundly by listening to the gentle and steady breathing.

Heh, how can you not sleep soundly?

After fighting wits and courage with her for a year, I tried all kinds of means, and finally used the trick of drugging her to get into bed, I guess I will laugh out loud in my dreams, right?

Chang An hated his teeth itching, staring at him like a knife, if it weren't for the seriously ill grandmother who needed to take care of, she would have killed him with a lamp when she just woke up.

And now, she can only eat this dumb loss, for a bird like Ji Ran. It is a dream to expect to reap the benefits of sleeping in this night.

She was sure that the first thing he would do to her when he woke up was to talk to her about how to go from a night with Shui to a month, two months, or even longer.

I insulted her like a chicken who came out to sell, and I felt hateful when I thought about it.

Chang An sighed lightly, endured the pain on his body and sat up from the bed, got out of bed in the dim light, picked up the messy little dress on the ground and put it on his body.

Xu was too unwilling, and when she left, she saw the remote control of the air conditioner on the coffee table, she picked it up and adjusted the temperature to 16 degrees, and left proudly after feeling the swishing cold wind.

This temperature shouldn't freeze him, but it will also make him feel a fever or something, right?

A serious illness can't let him get it, but even if it only makes him uncomfortable for a few days, it can be regarded as a bad breath in his heart.

Chang An felt the temperature in the room again before walking out of the room.

Ji Ran, this fowl. The beast didn't know how many times she tossed her last night, and Chang An felt that every step she took was like a falling apart, which made people feel unbearable.

Standing at the foot of the steps in front of the hotel, looking at the dim street lamps and empty streets not far away, she felt lost and hopeless for the first time in her life.

She took a deep breath and was about to take a taxi on the side of the road, when she heard a call that was so light that it couldn't be softer: "An An..."

Chang An looked sideways for prestige, and when she saw the figure coming from not far away, she felt a bang in her head, and her ears seemed to ring the last sentence she heard last night before falling into a daze.

"Mr. Ji, someone has already been sent to your room, Lin Muyang has done a good job, she is now delirious."

It was this person, her lover Lin Muyang, who walked over to her.

At this time, he was still wearing the gray suit he wore when he came to the banquet with her last night, his meticulous hair was disheveled by the wind, his eyes were red, and his face was tired, as if he had been waiting here for a long time.

When I woke up, I told myself that I must not cry when I see this man, let alone make a big noise, I must smile casually, and pretend that I don't care.

But when she really saw this man she had loved for five years, she still couldn't help but reddened her eyes, she exhaled deeply and wanted to control her emotions, but when she spoke, she still cried uncontrollably.

"What are you doing here?"