Her sleeping condition has not been very good some time ago, and because she slept late last night, Sang Zhi had a very solid sleep this time. She didn't even know when she woke up. After sleeping for a long time, her head felt a little heavy and her brain was spinning.

Don't come.

For a moment, I still felt like I didn't know where I was.

Lying on the bed, Sang Zhi was stunned for a while. She gradually came back to her senses, turned over and looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table, and noticed that the time was just past twelve noon.

When I glanced at it, I happened to see the covered photo frame next to it.

Sang Zhi sniffed and straightened it up subconsciously.

At the same time, she saw the photo in the frame, as well as the very young and immature version of herself on it. She paused for a moment, then reached out to rub the smiling Duan Jiaxu above with her fingertips, and suddenly recalled his actions yesterday.

I covered the photo frame for no reason.

At that time, I didn't pay much attention to his actions, but now that I think about it, it feels like I'm trying to hide it.

After looking at it for a few more seconds, Sang Zhi whispered: "You can't change the photo."

Sang Zhi didn't think about it anymore and sat up straight. The quilt slipped with the movement.

She looked down and noticed the large T-shirt on her body and the tiny red marks on her skin. Only then did Sang Zhi realize that she was wearing Duan Jiaxu's clothes. And that was all she wore. Nothing else.

nothing.

The pain from yesterday has also eased a lot.

Sang Zhi got out of bed, but she didn't feel any discomfort. She only felt a slight discomfort. She felt a little uncomfortable with the clothes on. She just wanted to go back to the room to change, and put on her underwear at the same time.

.

Before she could reach the door, someone had already pushed the door open from the outside.

Duan Jiaxu's hand was still on the doorknob. Noticing Sang Zhi's appearance at this moment, he raised his eyebrows slightly and looked from top to bottom, slowly passing over every corner of her body. Finally, he met her again.

Looking at each other.

Seeing him, Sang Zhi remembered what happened last night again.

My face feels hot for no reason.

At this time, I didn't even know what expression to use to face him.

Sang Zhi looked away and asked proactively: "Don't you have to go to work?"

Duan Jiaxu: "I'm asking for leave."

Sang Zhi touched his head and nodded: "I'm going to wash up."

He hummed softly, his eyes still on her. He stood at the door with no intention of getting out of the way, and then lowered his head, as if he wanted to kiss her again.

Sang Zhi immediately covered her mouth: "I didn't brush my teeth."

Duan Jiaxu chuckled and kissed the back of her hand. He lowered his eyebrows slightly and looked at the marks on her body. He stretched out his hand and stroked it gently, and said gently: "Why does it look so painful?"

Sang Zhi didn't react: "Ah?"

His words seemed to be comforting, but there was no trace of guilt in them.

"I'll be gentler next time."

Sang Zhi went back to her room to change clothes and went to the bathroom to brush her teeth. Thinking about what Duan Jiaxu had just said, she paused, spit out the foam in her mouth, and poured some water into her mouth.

I'll be gentler next time.

Next time.

She couldn't recall now how she felt when she said these five words "I didn't say no" yesterday. The shame of hindsight suddenly came to her mind.

Countless images arise in my mind.

Sang Yan asked her expressionlessly: "Can you be more reserved?"

So, does she behave that way in front of other people?

Sang Zhi pursed her lips, lowered her head and washed her face.

never mind.

He knew it anyway.

Inexplicably, Sang Zhi recalled the extremely erotic actions Duan Jiaxu made with his magnanimous appearance when she was unconscious. As well as what her roommate said: "A twenty-five-year-old man with no sexual experience.

, it will become abnormal!”

"..."

Although a little bit.

But that's not a perversion.

Sang Zhi left the room.

Duan Jiaxu was standing next to the dining table, filling a bowl with porridge carelessly. He was still wearing pajamas, and he didn't look like he had been out. The collar of his clothes was loose, and you could see the traces she left on it.

She quietly withdrew her eyes.

"Come here and have something to eat." Duan Jiaxu raised his eyes, "Don't get sick from hunger."

Sang Zhi sat on the chair and asked casually: "When did you wake up?"

Duan Jiaxu put one of the bowls in front of her: "A little earlier than you."

Sang Zhi: "Oh."

Duan Jiaxu also sat down and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

"..." Sang Zhi lowered his head to drink the porridge, his voice low and inaudible, "It doesn't hurt."

"I'm still in a lot of pain."

Upon hearing this, Sang Zhi looked at him instantly.

Duan Jiaxu pulled his collar aside, revealing the red marks on it where she had bitten him, as if he wanted to seek comfort: "Look, you bit him so hard."

The tone is frivolous and frivolous.

It's like the evildoer complains first.

Sang Zhi couldn't hold it back and tugged on her clothes, frowning and saying, "Didn't you bite me?"

"..."

"This, this, this." Now that he had spoken, Sang Zhi didn't give him any face and pointed at each location, "Are you a cannibal?"

Duan Jiaxu was stunned for a moment, and then laughed out loud. His gaze went down from her face and stopped somewhere. The corners of his lips curved up, and he said with interest: "What else?"

"..."

"Didn't I bite you too——"

Sang Zhi reacted and interrupted him abruptly: "Duan Jiaxu!"

Duan Jiaxu did not continue. He licked the corner of his lower lip and said in a nonchalant tone: "My family is so small."

"..." Although what he said was true, Sang Zhi still felt insulted. She was a little unhappy, and it took her a long time to hold it in before she finally said, "You're young."

Duan Jiaxu raised his eyebrows: "Am I still young?"

Sang Zhi said bravely: "Little."

The next moment, Duan Jiaxu grabbed her hand and took her somewhere: "Is it too small?"

Sang Zhi: "..."

He gasped lightly, then moved up slightly and pushed.

"Um?"

At this moment, Sang Zhi began to feel a little regretful. She felt that this old man, in some ways, seemed to have broken the seal because of what happened last night.

No more restraint, no more cover-up.

Straightforward and arrogant.

But it is undeniable that this man is both patient and wild when it comes to bed matters, and he is also extremely...sexy. The usual evil aura no longer hides anything, it is all poured out.

Sang Zhi couldn't even count how many times she had been seduced by him.

She rubbed her sore hands, sat back on the table and finished the porridge.

Not long after, Duan Jiaxu came out of the toilet. He took a shower again and changed his clothes. He sat next to her, his expression as gentle as jade and his face extremely deceptive: "What do you want to do today?"

Sang Zhi ignored him.

Duan Jiaxu wanted to say something, but the cell phone on the table suddenly rang. He glanced at the caller ID, looked blank, and quickly picked up: "Hello."

Hearing the sound, Sang Zhi looked up at him.

The person on the other end of the phone didn't know what he said. Duan Jiaxu's expression didn't change much. He only responded occasionally, and finally said: "Okay, I'll go over now."

When he hung up the phone, Sang Zhi asked, "Who is it?"

Duan Jiaxu: "My dad's doctor."
To be continued...