The next morning, the sun poured into the bedroom, and at night I suddenly opened my eyes, sat up, and looked at the handsome man who was lying on the bed, still sleeping with his eyes closed.

My whole body is sore, and my legs are tingling.

She got up and walked barefoot to the bathroom, and the moment she closed the door, the man on the bed opened his eyes, staring at the door with deep eyes, and his thin lips pursed into a line.

In the bathroom, my hands are propped up on the washstand at night, and I am tired.

Looking at the scratches and bite marks in the mirror, which were covered with bruises and kiss marks, and even between her legs, her face turned a little pale.

There was still pain on the tip of her tongue, and she opened her swollen lips, looked at the scar on the tip of her tongue, and frowned.

The bite is a little hard, and I don't know how long it will take.

Prop up to the bathtub and start releasing the water.

In the misty bathroom, she propped herself up by the bathtub, expressionless, thinking nothing, thinking of anything clearly.

It wasn't until the water was put away that she slowly stood up, and as soon as she lifted her feet, the turbidity that ran down her thighs made her stunned.

Retracting her legs, she silently walked to the toilet, sat down, supported her pale little face with both hands, and thought faintly, it was time to buy medicine.

The man rolled over and sat up, looking at the red marks on the white sheets, his eyebrows slowly tightening.

After a long time, I heard the sound of her stepping into the water in the bathroom, so I stood up, folded the sheets slowly, and when I walked to the table and wanted to put it down, I saw the red wine on the table that had been opened and half drunk, and my expression suddenly became cold.

He put down the sheets, picked up the bottle with his bony hand, sniffed it, and the hand holding the bottle tightened suddenly.

At night, she walked out wrapped in a white bath towel, her long hair was half-dry, and her long black hair was slightly curled and scattered casually, and she saw that the man was already wearing black trousers and white shirt, sitting on the chair by the table.

In her hand, she was holding the bottle of red wine mixed with medicine she had drunk last night.

She pursed her moist red lips, and her face became more delicate after bathing.

Glancing at the changed sheets, he walked over and sat on the edge of the bed, slowly wiping his hair with a towel, and did not speak or look at him.

The man looked at her silent appearance, his handsome face was implicitly displeased, he touched the mouth of the bottle, and his thin lips slightly picked out a dark smile, "Don't you plan to explain?" ”

The girl's hand wiping her hair paused, and her brown eyes looked at him, "Explain what?" ”

Bo Qiyan's eyes narrowed, his gaze fell on the dense bruises on her white neck and collarbone, his throat rolled, and then he raised his eyes and looked at her, "Adulterated with medicine?" ”

"The one in your hand, yes, it's adulterated." She smiled, continued to wipe it, threw the towel on the bed and stood up, walked up to him and stretched out her hand, looking at him, "It's expensive, pay me back." ”

"What are you going to do with it if I don't come?" The man stared at her delicate little face with cold eyes, and asked in a low voice.

Seeing that he didn't give it, the girl withdrew her hand, turned her back to him with a smile, and the smile on the corner of her lips fell, "Drink it, of course, to seduce you." ”

The man's thin lips sneered, "What if I didn't come?" ”

"Why, don't you love me? Even my mother came to me with a man, and you could show up immediately, and I drank a medicated wine, would you be uncomfortable watching me? ”

She said it for granted.

Bo Chuyan raised his eyebrows, his handsome face, and his expression was obscure.

The silence of the man behind her made her heart tighten.