Indoor, full of heating.

The jade man on the bed turned over and was rolled up by waves, revealing his slender, smooth ivory legs.

The skin is as white as jade, and the slight muscle lines make these jade legs more perfect, making them look strong and powerful.

The jade legs overlapped and rose together, and in the dark room, there was a layer of bright light.

She lay on her side, and went up along her jade legs. The pink lace wrapped in full swings into a plump and round shape. The two lace edges were slightly slim, and two charming and shallow marks were printed.

A little upwards are two shallow waists, with golden patterns looming on the beautiful jade-like back.

She held the quilt, and under her arms, she could see the squeezed full and round contour, and the scale was thrilling.

"I'm so dizzy!"

Suddenly, she moaned, woke up, raised her hand and pressed her temples.

Her eyelashes trembled and her beautiful eyes opened.

After turning over, she lay down flat, and the two richnesses trembled slightly, creating a slight fluid effect, but it was still majestic, presenting the most perfect shape.

The flat belly was slightly sunken, tight and smooth, without a trace of fat.

"I'm...?"

She murmured, looking at the ceiling, a little confused.

She's a bit out of stock.

Can't remember what happened before.

She only remembered that she went to drink with a group of women and had a lot of wine with the vixen. Was she drunk? Who was that? She sent herself to the room, this is her room!

I remembered it a little, it was that bastard, he sent me back, wait...

After thinking about it for a while, her face froze.

Her beautiful eyes were so wide that she stared at the ceiling. She remembered that she seemed to be holding him and pulled away the vixen, as if... she was acting coquettish...

Her whole body trembled, and a strong sense of shame arose from the bottom of her heart, occupying her whole mind. The feeling of dying on the spot was even more uncomfortable than killing her. Life was worse than death.

Now just thinking about it, she felt like she was strangled and unable to breathe, and her whole body was trembling.

It's really...too embarrassing!

How could she do that?

She is not that kind of person!

She covered her face dejectedly, feeling that her world had collapsed.

Tired! Destroy!

She turned over and buried her face in the quilt.

She felt that the situation could not be worse, until she found out that the clothes on her body were gone, and only one piece was left.

She looked at the ceiling again, thinking hard, what was going on? Did he take it off? What did he do to himself? It seemed that there was no strange feeling.

Her head was still a little bulging. I couldn't remember it, so she sat up, picked up the scattered clothes, looked at them one by one, and her shirt and jacket were all quite normal until she saw the cover that was broken into two pieces.

With a buzzing sound, she was completely confused.

This...isn't he really did it?

Only with passion do this kind of thing that can tear off your clothes. Don’t men like to tear stockings and clothes.

She pinched her pink fist, her apricot eyes widened, and she was about to burst into flames.

This bastard, if he really did such a thing, he was simply a beast!

Although I was drunk and took the initiative to hug him, I had a little responsibility, but it was mainly his fault. He was just a bastard and a beast!

"Where are others?"

She was angry and rushed up, not caring about wearing shoes. She walked out and looked around but no one else could have run back to his room. This discovery made her even more angry.

If you have the courage to do it, don’t have the courage to stay?

She really wanted to rush out like this and knock on his door. She was so hungry that she could hold back. If someone saw this, wouldn't her face be lost? This matter must not be known by the second person.

"Tel! By the way!"

She rushed back to the bedroom in anger, jumped onto the bed, took out her cell phone from her pocket, and called.

It’s four o’clock in the morning, so you should go to bed! Humph! Don’t think about sleeping today!

"You're awake?"

The opposite side quickly picked it up.

"yes!"

She bit her silver teeth and shouted, holding back her anger.

"Then you drink more water and continue to sleep later!" Ye Mo said with a smile.

Still sleeping?

Can I still sleep?

This bastard!

Tang Yueyao's silver teeth were almost shattered.

"You...what did you do to me?" she took a deep breath and gritted her teeth.

"Ah? I didn't do anything! I just took you back to my room, and then, I left!" Ye Mo said in surprise.

"Just leave?"

Tang Yueyao sneered.

"yes!"

"What about my clothes! You have the courage to do it, but you don't have the courage to admit it, right? You won't want to say, I took it off by myself!" She sneered again and shouted fiercely.

"Yes! You took it off yourself! Did you forget?"

"you……"

She glared at her almond eyes and was almost furious. This bastard was really the same as she thought.

No matter how she couldn't suppress the anger in her heart, she would scold him, and do it, and admit it frankly, but she wouldn't be so angry, but her look of being unwilling to admit it made her very angry.

What did this bastard treat her like?

etc……

But at this moment, her memory recovered a little, and some scenes of Mohu flashed through.

She remembered that he hugged herself and sent her to bed, and then, she...

She was just frozen there, like petrified.

She also remembered something, and when she pulled the vixen away and hugged him, she said something, he was mine, and she remembered the specific appearance of her acting cute and those scenes were simply unbearable to look back on.

"What's wrong? Where is the person?"

At this time, his voice came from the other end of the phone, which suddenly scared her.

She was shocked and panicked, her heart was beating, and her face swelled into a monkey butt.

"No... nothing, I'm dead! Bye!"

She decisively pressed the phone.

Then, I seemed to feel that my phone was very hot, so I threw it away, got into the quilt, and covered my head.

"My life is over!"

"Resign tomorrow!"

She covered her face and moaned in pain.

She has never been as embarrassed as she is now in her life. She doesn't know how to go out tomorrow. Not only did she act coquettishly, she is jealous of the vixen, but she also takes off her clothes and in front of him...

etc……

Suddenly, she lifted the quilt and showed a bright red face. Her beautiful eyes were filled with refreshing water, which was a bit charming.

She bit her red lips, her eyebrows flipped, and her expression became complicated.

She was like that, and he did nothing and left like that? She was so uncharacteristic and not attractive enough to him?

"It's really... it's worse than beasts!"

She cursed softly, got into the bed and covered her head.


Chapter completed!