The man began to murmur vaguely, "Ke'er......"

The posture is too awkward, Qiao Ruoxi tries to break away, "Sir, if you are thirsty, I will get you water."

"Ke'er Don't go... "

"Sir, I will not leave. I, I I'll get you water. "

Qiao Ruoxi's sweat all over his body stood up, and his little heart suddenly mentioned his voice.

"No water Keer... "

Shout "thirsty", don't want water, is this goods sick?

When Qiao Ruoxi struggles to get up again, the whole person turns around unexpectedly

Wrong wrong

Qiao Ruoxi finally understood that what he was thinking might be his personal name, not his thirst.

Is it because he was drunk that he mistook her for the man in his heart?

"Sir, I am not Please let me go... "

Qiao Ruoxi was frightened to the extreme.

……

In the morning, the room was blocked by heavy curtains. The room was still dark. The girl in her arms moved a little because of her uncomfortable sleeping position.

Feng Yunan noticed that he opened his tired but deep eyes.

Can't help kissing the girl's forehead, "but, you are my woman at last."

The girl is still awake. Feng Yunan raises his hand to turn on the bedside lamp. When he looks at the girl in his arms, he gasps in surprise.

At the first sight, he thought that his beloved girl had undergone plastic surgery. After a careful look, he didn't know this girl at all.

"Get up!"

Qiao Ruoxi was woken up, the beautiful eyebrows frown together, some of the feeling of annoyance.

She felt so tired that she just wanted to sleep and didn't want to open her eyes.

But her shoulders were shaken hard. If she could keep sleeping, it would be strange.

Open bleary eyes, Qiao Ruoxi on a handsome extraordinary but full of murderous face, the tip of his heart quiver.

What a handsome man, have you met anywhere before?

The man's thin lips opened softly and asked in a cold voice, "who are you?"

This is what she wants to ask. Who is he?

"Why is it in my room?"

Feng Yunan's face was already cold to the point of horror, and his cold and fierce eyes were pressing her.

Qiao Ruoxi got up, rolled up the quilt to cover his body, and explained, "Sir, I'm the waiter here..."

Wait for her to finish, the man interrupts her coldly, the momentum is extremely arrogant, "who gives you courage? Dare to climb my bed? "

Compared with the man's rage, Qiao Ruoxi calmed down, "you. It's the room card you gave me, sir. "

“……”

Feng didn't remember how much wine he drank last night, let alone when he gave his room card to someone.

It must be the waiter here who took the opportunity to steal his room card, intending to climb into his bed and have a relationship with him.

After all, with his worth, there are countless women who want to have a relationship with him.

"Do you think I will believe in such a low-level reason? Give me the medicine and give myself up. I dare say there is no purpose? "

"No, I didn't prescribe."

Qiao Ruoxi tried to clarify that his expression was innocent.

"Of course you won't admit it."

Feng Yunan didn't disdain to perform innocent tricks in front of him. He snorted coldly, "say, how much do you want?"

Last night, Feng Yunan was pigeoned again by her favorite woman, Wen Ke'er. She was in a bad mood and came to a friend's club to drink.

What he didn't expect was that the waiter here dared to put medicine in his drink.

Men's mockery, like a fine needle, stabbed her heart hard.

My heart is aching, and my tears can't help but roll in my eyes.

She didn't want to have an accident last night, OK?

Now, everything is destroyed and irreparable.

Think of here, Qiao Ruoxi a heartache such as knife cut, "I don't want money, please sir forget last night, when nothing happened."

……