Hanging out of the window, the night is extended—

There was no light on in the huge room, and the moonlight crept in and spilled on the messy bed.

"Where's my head?"

A frightened voice rang out.

Spoils the sultry night and the beautiful atmosphere.

When Yunlai opened her eyes, she only felt that her neck hurt so much, and the pain was so painful that she subconsciously reached out to touch it, but it was not her head that she touched. It felt unfamiliar, and she was so frightened that her face turned pale: "Where's my head?" It's not my head! ”

She has long curly hair.

And now the head she touched in her hand was short hair, broken and soft.

Suddenly, the man with his head buried in her chest moved.

In the darkness, he slowly opened his eyes.

"You're noisy!"

The hoarse voice of smoke came, and it was particularly nice in such a dark night.

Yun Lai's hand shook, and a frightened spirit pushed him away and sat up.

"Hiss......"

The range of movement is too large, the neck hurts, and the whole body hurts.

Yunlai raised her hand and touched her hair, it was curly, it turned out that her head was still there, and she was scared to death!

That's not right......

Even if her neck hurts, why does she even have pain all over her body?! It's like fighting in a group, the sequelae of the body being dismantled and reloaded.

Especially somewhere......

'Smack'

The lights in the room are on.

Jin Shiyu had already gotten up, and he took a yukata to the bathroom.

The sudden light pierced Yunlai's eyes, and she only faintly saw that the figure of the man in front of her was half outlined, and when she wanted to take a closer look—

'Bang! ’

The bathroom door is closed.

Yunlai: "......"

At the moment of the sound, Yunlai also came back to his senses.

The first time she came back to her senses, she hurriedly pulled open the quilt while the light was on, and looked down-

Immediately, dumbfounded.

On the chest, the snow-white skin is covered with dense kiss marks, and down, on both sides of the waist, there are red handprints......

Realizing something, Yunlai looked up suddenly.

During this coma, she was unconscious...... It will not be ...... What is that......

Thinking of this possibility, the already small amount of blood on Yunlai's face faded. In my mind, fragmented memories quickly returned. In the darkness, the man's scalding hard chest pressed against her, and it was tightly pressed against her. The knobly jointed fingers were interlocked with hers, and his movements were not rude, and there was even an indescribable gentleness and restraint.

There is pain and confusion.

"Huanhuan ......"

His voice was very good, with a very thick smoke tone, and he shouted a name one by one: "Huanhuan...... Huanhuan ......"

Who is Huanhuan?

No!

That's not the point, right......

The point is that she was knocked unconscious and taken away in broad daylight, and when she woke up, she found that she was lost......

This is probably a story that is sadder than sadness, and it actually happened to her.

When it was messy in the Yunlai wind.

Click-

The bathroom door was pushed open.

The tiny light of the ceiling chandelier poured down and hit him, gilding him with a dark golden backlight.

I saw that at the door of the bathroom, the man was already dressed. White shirt with black business vest, wide shoulders and narrow waist, structured black trousers, slender and straight, noble and handsome face, not stained with dust.

His thin crimson lips were pursed into a straight line, with sharp edges and corners, and the bridge of his nose was as high as an engraving, especially the pair of pupils, which were like rare green ghost gems in the world, and his eyelashes were dense and long, and they were thrillingly beautiful.

Although at this moment, those green ghost-like eyes glowed with a thin cold light.

"Sober?"