Qiao Ning tried to open his eyes, trying to see all this clearly.
But the next second, a piercing pain came, causing her to bite the man's shoulder fiercely.
"It hurts..."
The man frowned slightly, and the blush on his pretty face became heavier and heavier. He looked at the crying little woman in his arms with some surprise, but he didn't expect it to be like this.
But the joy and joy that he had never had before filled his brain, knowing that she would hurt, but he couldn't control himself.
The night is still very long, and the ambiguity continues.
I don't know how long it took, Qiao Ning's nails left scratches on the man's back, almost unable to make a sound, and then fainted with exhaustion.
Qiao Ning's eyelids opened her eyes heavily, and the dazzling light made her raise her arm, blocking it for a moment before slowly taking it away. Above the head is a strange ceiling, and there is also a strange atmosphere in the room.
Qiao Ning's brain crashed for a moment, and moved slightly, causing pain in his lower body as if he had been crushed by a car.
She was startled, and scenes from yesterday came to mind. Father gave her a drink, pushed her into the arms of a strange man, and then she ran out, and then... and then the messy entanglement of the scene, the man's chest was unusually hot.
There was a sound of water in the bathroom, and Qiao Ning recovered from the shock.
She hurriedly glanced sideways to the bathroom, and as expected, a slender figure was faintly reflected across a layer of polished glass door.
That man... actually still there.
Qiao Ning's heart was in a mess, and he quickly opened the quilt and got out of bed, gritting his teeth, and seeing the clothes all over the floor was another pain. In spite of the pain, he picked up the clothes one by one, then clenched his teeth and put them on himself.
With a "bang", the bathroom door opened, and the man walked out, covered in moisture.
Qiao Ning's hand stiffened, and immediately pulled the quilt to wrap himself up.
"Are you awake, do you want to take a bath?" the man asked in a low voice.
His voice is nice, slightly low and magnetic, plucking people's heartstrings like the sound of a cello.
But Qiao Ning didn't dare to look back at him, and his palms sweated nervously with his back to him.
What should she do, what should she do? I don't know who this man is. In that situation yesterday... Except for those messy pictures, she can't even remember the man's looks.
She didn't dare to look back, so the man walked up to her by himself. The tall and slender body was wrapped in a white bathrobe, and a knot was loosely tied around the waist, revealing the strong chest muscles, which is fascinating.
He sat on the sofa opposite Qiao Ning, his legs crossed gracefully, his arms propped on both sides of the sofa. Looking at her in darkness, without any emotion on her face, she said lightly: "Let's talk!"
"Talk... What are you talking about?" Qiao Ning asked with a guilty conscience.
Although it was her who was taken advantage of, she did not remember that she was the one who pestered this man yesterday.
Glancing at the man secretly, Qiaoning became even more guilty.
This man is really good-looking, with superbly handsome features, and his face as distinct as a sculpture. The eyes under a pair of sword eyebrows are deep and sharp. With her two years of work experience, such a man is no ordinary person at first glance.
And what happened yesterday... it looks like she took advantage of it.
Otherwise, the man would not stay, he was treated as a free antidote, so he naturally wanted to stay and ask for an explanation.
I just don't know how he will settle accounts with himself.