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(Unavoidable baby glass hearts, put it in front of me and say that nothing actually happened between Xiao Moli and Lin Qiaoqiao, so you can rest assured that Li Shao is still a spicy and clean Li Shao.) ）

He put the insulated box in his hand on the coffee table in front of the sofa at hand, and walked directly to the lounge.

As soon as he took two steps, he saw a mass of things on the ground in front of him, An Ziqi's footsteps paused, and he couldn't help frowning.

bent down and reached out to pick up something on the ground, which turned out to be Xiao Moyi's shirt.

An Ziqi's brows tightened, how tired this guy was last night, he didn't close the door, he just threw his clothes here and went to sleep.

With Xiao Moli's always a bit of a clean temperament, this is almost impossible.

Could it be that it is because of something uncomfortable in the body?

Thinking of the phone call she didn't make last night, I instantly regretted it in a hurry.

He's here alone, and no one knows if he's feeling well, and he doesn't know what's going on.

Anxiously walked to the door of the lounge, and had just taken two steps, but his eyes were a little red on the snow-white shirt.

An Ziqi inexplicably flashed a bad premonition in her heart, hesitated for a moment, but still shook off her shirt and took it to her eyes to take a look.

I saw that at the neckline of the snow-white shirt, a touch of red was particularly eye-catching on the top.

An Ziqi was stunned for a long time before coming back to his senses.

As a woman, she could see at once that the red on her shirt was definitely dyed with lipstick.

It's just that she almost never wears makeup on weekdays, let alone lipstick.

There was nothing when the two were separated at the beach yesterday afternoon, and Xiao Moli didn't go home last night, where did this lipstick come from?

Thinking of something, the hand holding the shirt tightened suddenly.

Raising his hand to grasp the doorknob of the lounge, he hesitated for a moment, and then mustered up the courage to push the door open with his hand.

When I saw two people on the bed, I saw them hugging each other.

Xiao Moli's ****'s upper body was half exposed outside the thin quilt, one arm was pillowed under a woman's neck, and the other arm was tightly wrapped around her outside the thin quilt.

And the woman's supple black hair was scattered at her side, and her upper body was lying on Xiao Moli's body, and her face could not be seen, only her smooth back exposed outside the quilt.

You can still see a little bruise on the white arm.

On the floor of the lounge, men's clothes and pants, women's skirts and underwear, from the door to the bedside, were scattered all over the ground.

A man and a woman, such a situation, what happened, it is self-evident.

An Ziqi only felt like a thunderbolt slashing down directly from the top of her head towards her head.

Split her dizzy, and her mind went blank.

It took a long time to finally come back to his senses, his body shook, and the hand holding his shirt almost tore it apart.

She tried to lift her legs and leave, but her legs seemed to be filled with lead, and the weight made her unable to take a step.

She never imagined that one day she would see this when she pushed the door in by herself.

The whole person seemed to be nailed to the spot with nails, and his brain was a little confused.

She didn't know how she was supposed to react.

It was time to rush up and pull Xiao Moli up and question him why he did this.

Or should I go up like a shrew first, pick up the woman, and slap her hard.

In these few seconds, countless thoughts flashed through my mind.

I don't know how long I stood in place, the person on the bed seemed to have finally woken up, Xiao Moli's arm outside moved, raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, and then slowly opened his eyes.