I put the wooden basin on the table, wrung the hot and humid towel, and wiped my face and neck for Ge'er.

When the neck is rubbed a little lower than the collarbone, I dare not continue.

He was afraid that if he continued, he would not be able to help but continue and continue until he stripped the person naked, ate and wiped it clean.

Pulling the quilt and covering Ge'er, a trace of helplessness flashed in Bai Yeling's eyes.

He bowed his head and kissed her at the position of her eyebrows.

Ruthless, turn away.

Jing Ge woke up with a hangover and a splitting headache.

She sat up from the bed and rubbed her temples.

Stretched.

The clothes on her shoulders slipped down, revealing her fair, round shoulders, and she glanced down at herself - disheveled!

The head buzzed.

What happened last night?

Why are her clothes so messy?

When I remembered it, it seemed like she was drunk. But after getting drunk, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't remember it.

Who sent her back to her room?

Where did he go?

Jing Ge called in the maid who had been guarding near the pavilion yesterday.

"What the hell happened yesterday?Who sent me back?What happened when I got drunk?" asked the question he wanted to know most urgently.

"It was the son who drank with the little lady yesterday who sent the little lady back to the room, and after the son asked the slave to bring hot water and towels, he let the slave go down, so the slave didn't know what was going on. ”

Jing Ge bit his lower lip.

My brain hurts like I'm about to burst.

She shook her head and said to the maid, "Go and get me a pot of hot tea." ”

"Yes. ”

After the maid stepped back, Jing Ge hugged the quilt, and the whole person fell back to the bed, looking at the bed tent, trying to remember the events of last night.

Suddenly, some images came to mind.

She seemed to have forcibly kissed the other person, and not only that, but she also tore his clothes!

Oh my God, what did she do to Bai Yeling last night? It can't be that she was forced on him, right?

Jing Ge suddenly reached out to cover his reddened and hot face.

When the maid brought hot tea in, she got off the bed, walked to the table, poured a cup of hot tea and drank it, and asked casually, "When did that boy leave?"

The maid fell into a state of thought, and after a while, she said excitedly: "The slave and maid remembered that the clothes on the child's body seemed to be torn. ”

Jing Ge: "......" tore - torn apart?

Is she so fierce?

It's people!

"And what is his facial reaction?"

"I seem to be very angry, Childe's face is black, and he makes a loud bang when he closes the door. The maid recalled the events of last night and said vividly.

"Alright, I see, you go down. Listening to the maid's description, Jing Ge blushed with shame.

Last night's events can only recall a few vague fragments, such as how she forcibly kissed Bai Yeling, and how she threw people down, and then tore her clothes apart.

But no matter how specific the details are, no matter how hard she tries, she can't recall them.

She couldn't really force Bai Yeling, right?

Wrong.

She remembered that it was written in the book that a woman's first time would hurt a lot, and even if she was very careful, she would definitely feel sore and weak in her legs or something.

But she didn't seem to feel anything.

Could it be that the White Night Tomb is actually a fast and short one?

That's why she doesn't feel it?