He vaguely remembered that he seemed to be crazy last night, tossing enough of the people around him.

Let her cry and beg for mercy, she just can't restrain herself, or I should say that she didn't think about restraint at all.

With the strength of the wine in his head, he tried all the postures he knew.

Thinking of those crazy pictures, Zhao Kuo condensed his eyebrows, and blamed himself in his heart.

He shouldn't have opened the album that Steward Zhao stuffed into him.

Although he closed the album at the first glance of the contents, he has always had the ability to never forget.

So much so that last night, those pictures came to life and jumped into his mind automatically.

And after he got drunk, he spontaneously and consciously learned the posture on the first page of the album.

This study is the middle of the night.

Raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, seeing that the person next to him was still asleep, Zhao Kuo gently lifted the quilt and got dressed lightly.

The clothes scattered all over the place show the madness of the two last night.

Looking down at the various traces on his body, he frowned, picked up the dirty clothes on the ground, and found a coat from the closet to wrap it in, and then opened the door and went outside.

It's quiet outside.

The sun was already climbing overhead.

He walked around the house, and after finding Xiaosi and Xiaoquan, he asked the two of them to send the hot water for bathing to the room, and then took a shortcut to return.

When passing by the kitchen, thinking that Qiao Jinyu might want to drink water when he woke up later, he used the teapot to make a pot of hot water and carried it back to the room.

When he went back, Qiao Jinyu hadn't woken up yet.

He stepped forward to pick up the clothes on the ground one by one, and wrinkled his eyebrows suspiciously when he picked up a few strangely shaped pieces of tulle.

What is it?

He concentrated on it and thought about it carefully, and fragrant pictures flashed in his mind unexpectedly.

In the picture, the thin red veil hangs dangerously on the moist skin, rising and falling lightly with the breath.

Then, as if going mad, he tore the red yarn to shreds......

Closing his eyes, Zhao Kuo hurriedly stopped his thoughts, suppressed the restlessness that was reviving again in his heart, and quickly stuffed a few pieces of red yarn into the middle of his clothes.

Then he stood up and put the clothes and rags in his arms on the soft couch.

"Uh-huh......" There was a subtle mutter, and the person on the bed seemed to be awake.

His eyes flashed, and he stepped up to the bed, lifted the curtain, and hung it on the gold wire hook at the head of the bed.

As soon as he lowered his head, he faced a pair of steamy eyes, which were full of confusion that had not yet been completely awakened.

With his thin lips pursed, he sat down on the edge of the bed and asked softly, "Awake?" Hungry or not? What do you want to eat? ”

Qiao Jinyu was indeed hungry, she was woken up by hunger.

She tried to move her body, trying to sit up.

As soon as her waist was exerted, she gasped in pain, and she didn't dare to move anymore.

She was in pain everywhere now, as if she had been tortured.

Remembering the origin of her injuries, she turned her head and glared viciously at the person beside the bed.

Men or something, it's really hateful!

I only care about my own happiness, and I don't care about her feelings at all!

This is the first time Zhao Kuo has seen her so fierce, and his heart chuckled.

But he understood in an instant why she looked like this.

His mind turned, and he opened his lips and said, "Last night...... It's my fault, I shouldn't have drunk so much, you...... But where do you feel uncomfortable? Do you want me to ask a doctor to take a look? ”

Look at?

Look at the yarn!

What do you think of that kind of place?

Qiao Jinyu resisted the urge to roll her eyes, swallowed her dry throat, and said in a dumb voice: "Help me pour me a glass of water, I'm thirsty." ”

"Okay, you wait."