When Yin Zhuohua woke up again, it was already the next morning, and he didn't know why the curtains were drawn.

It's still not dawn yet, looking at the dimly lit bedroom Yin Zhuohua's whole person is confused,

Slowed down,

I still can't remember how I got back here from the dungeon, and I remember that the ice water I drank didn't taste right...... Wine.

“……”

Cursed and got up.

When I opened the curtains, I was greeted by a gray sky and a torrential rain with strong winds.

subconsciously looked in the direction of the parking lot and saw that the pure white convoy was weak for no reason.

According to the previous experience after drinking, Yin Zhuohua's eyelids jumped, and he leaned against the window with his hands on his chest.

She ...... last night

You shouldn't be crazy about Pei Tingli, right?

Her hands and feet here are not yellow sauce stuffed with yellow color, but punches and kicks.

It is also possible to break the skull and bloom with broken hands and feet or broken ribs, but of course this project is limited to zombies.

I can't think of it, I just don't want to,

looked down at the old witch who was in the dungeon last night, and raised his feet into the bathroom,

A few minutes later, in the bathroom,

Yin Zhuohua rubbed the bruises on his calves that had obviously been medicated, full of suspicion, the villain is so kind?

Does that mean,

She didn't do anything to the villain last night that she shouldn't have done.

Half an hour later,

"Good morning, ma'am." "Good morning, ma'am." The servants who were busy in all corners of the main building saw Yin Zhuohua and greeted each other.

The attitude is unprecedented enthusiasm, and they all saw it last night.

The gentleman was in a wheelchair, and the lady was sleeping in the arms of the gentleman, and the picture of the conscience of heaven and earth really blinded their eyes.

Having been working on the manor for so long,

Who has ever seen a gentleman hug a woman! It's a once-in-a-century spectacle!

Pei Tingli is not on the first floor,

When Yin Zhuohua was sitting alone in the restaurant for breakfast, Uncle Xu came,

"Madam, Sir asked you to go to the third floor to find him after breakfast."

Yin Zhuohua nodded, "Okay." ”

It didn't take long for

On the third floor, there is still melodious classical music,

"Ma'am."

As soon as Yin Zhuohua came in, the bodyguards stood up and greeted each other, it was strange that they didn't see Liang Qu today.

However, there are familiar faces in the dungeon private room last night among the bodyguards, and their footsteps have paused slightly.

Before I could figure out whether to open my mouth to ask the bodyguard, the door of the room opened suddenly.

Look at the line of sight,

It's Pei Tingli, the man is wearing a set of light-colored and casual loungewear today,

Compared with the usual suits and leather shoes, there is more rare softness and less sharpness.

Seeing her,

The mature and cold man faded from the appearance of joy and anger, and his deep-contoured handsome face brought undisguised banter:

"I'm sorry, I just went to the bathroom."

Yin Zhuohua: "? ”

She hadn't waited long for her to reach the third floor, and anyone with a discerning eye could see it, so she didn't have to tell her about going to the bathroom.

Pei Tingli didn't seem to notice anything wrong, and looked at Yin Zhuohua with interest:

"Madame wants to use the bathroom? If I want, I can give my wife a lookout. ”

A few bodyguards who knew about it automatically recalled what happened in the private room last night at this moment,

I endured it and endured it and still wanted to laugh, and finally pinched the thigh meat hard to maintain a good professionalism.

And the party Yin Zhuohua,

Pei Tingli's sentence echoed repeatedly in his mind, I can give my wife a look at the wind, look at the wind?

Isn't this the wind of the last days?

Wait a minute......

The memories of the dead are like a flood that has opened the floodgates, and the frames that happened after getting drunk are played like a movie.

Yin Zhuohua: "......"

Is it too late for her to die now?