Chapter 1

"I... I have a headache... I feel sick and dizzy."

At night, the whole city is full of lights. Outside the starlight club, a woman in a long black dress is sitting on the side of the road, holding the cold marble round pier.

And this drunken woman is Qin Simiao, a famous first-line star in the entertainment industry.

"Ya Ya, I'm so sick and thirsty... I'm sick..."

Qin Simiao wants to throw up, but she can't spit anything out. She can only drive away the heat from her body by holding the marble pier.

However, the marble round pier is cool, the effect is microscopic.

Lin Fuya picked up Qin Simiao and sat on the marble round pier. "Sister Miaomiao, you can hold on for a while, and I'll take you back to the hotel."

"Good... Good..." Qin Simiao whispered back.

Half an hour later.

Lin Fuya helps Qin Simiao to the Shengshi Hotel, but Qin Simiao in this matter is out of his mind.

When she got to the hotel parking lot, Lin Fuya picked a blind spot for monitoring and parking. She got out of the car, glanced at Qin Simiao in the back seat, touched out her mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Hello, are you here? I'm in the a-block parking lot, white BMW, well, come on, I'll wait for you. "

Within a few minutes, a Volkswagen car came by. After the Volkswagen car stopped, it came down from the car. A young man with red hair was seen as a social youth with big arms.

"What about things?" Asked the redhead youth.

Lin Fuya pursed her lips, opened the driver's door, took out a file bag from her bag and handed it to the red haired youth. "Here you are. Please give me the picture tomorrow."

The red haired youth took the document bag, opened it, looked at it, received it in his car, and chuckled, "brother, I'm working. You can rest assured."

Lin Fuya listened to the red haired young man's languid tone, very unhappy, "OK, I'm going, people are behind the car."

"Behind the car?"

The red haired youth unconsciously licked his lips, turned to open the rear door of BMW, and looked at Qin Simiao, who was rubbing restlessly in the back seat of the car because of the heat and heat. "Oh, it's all like this. How much wine did you give her and how drunk she was like this?"

"It's not good to be drunk." Lin Fuya said.

"Well, brother, I'll see to it." The red haired youth teased.

He bent down and took Qin Simiao from the back seat and winked at Lin Fuya, "OK, you go."

Then he turned and walked to the elevator.

Miss Miao said, "you can't push the red hair away."

"Good, don't move."

With Qin Simiao in his arms, the red haired youth took the elevator all the way up to the seventh floor.

After the elevator door opened, the redhead youth began to look for room 703.

And Qin Simiao in his arms pushed him dizzy and vomited on the man.

"It's hard... I'm so sick and dizzy."

At the entrance of another elevator, a man in a navy suit was waiting for the elevator. When the elevator door opened, he just heard Qin Simiao's words and was in a good shape.

The open elevator door closed again.

"Darling... Look at you. It's all on my brother."

Suddenly, a hand grabbed the collar of the red haired youth.

"Which son of a bitch, come out to me..."

however, the red haired youth has not yet cursed the whole sentence, a whirl of heaven and earth, Qin Simiao in his arms was taken away, and his chest was severely kicked by this inexplicable man.

"I..."

the pain is numb, and you can clearly feel the broken ribs.

The red haired youth raised his head and looked at the kicker. With one glance, he was scared to run away.

This man, he can't afford it.

"Water... Water..."

Qin Simiao struggles violently in the man's arms, and his mouth is dry.

"You can bear with it a little longer."

The man holds Qin Simiao, bends down to pick up the room card from the ground, looks at the room number, and then picks her up and walks to 703.

After entering the room, the man put Qin Simiao on the sofa, ready to find water for her, but she caught her hand.

"Who are you? Go away. I don't know you. I'm so dizzy. What about Lin Fuya. "

With that, Qin Simiao pushed the man's hand and pushed it out.

"You..." the man looked at Qin Simiao and always pushed him out, but let her go and she couldn't stand. She always fell down.

Men's palms are cold, but this is not enough.

As a result, Qin Simiao simply hugged the man and rubbed him hard. His body was extremely uncomfortable.

The man thinks that self-control has always been very good, but at this moment, he feels suffering. He pulls Qin Simiao open and pinches her chin. His voice is low and magnetic.

"Do you know what you're doing now? Do you know who I am? "Qin Simiao looks at the man in front of him with empty eyes. His hair has been rubbed by her. Then he looks at his face. His nose is high and straight, his eyebrows are deep and his outline is clear. His thin lips are tight, and there is a pair of gold rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"You know, beautiful man... You look good, your eyes are beautiful, why wear glasses?"

Qin Simiao reaches out to take off the man's glasses and throws them aside.

Without glasses, Qin Simiao finds that a man has a pair of extremely deep eyes, such as the night sky, such as the sea of stars, as if they would suck the soul into it.

"Qin Simiao..."

men don't know that Qin Simiao is abnormal at this time. When she is drunk, she is a little unhappy about her reaching out to take off her glasses.

"Well! I'm Qin Simiao! " Qin Simiao replied.

"Get out of me, I'm also a dangerous man." The man's face was full of restraint and forbearance.

Is it dangerous

Qin Simiao smiles and suddenly holds the man's face in his hand. He kisses the man's lips with a smile and says, "I'd like to see how dangerous you are."

"You said it yourself."

The man kisses Qin Simiao on the mouth.

...

"wake up! Wake up! Sister Miaomiao

Qin Simiao opens his eyes and looks at Lin Fuya. He says, "well... I'm so hungry. How long have I slept?"

"Two days..." Lin Fuya handed a glass of water to Qin Simiao.

"So long?"

Qin Simiao takes the water and gulps it down. Then he feels more comfortable in his stomach. For a moment when he looks down, he sees that he is wearing silk pajamas, but his chest and shoulders are dark blue. He doubts, "what's wrong with me?"

"You knocked this one by accident. You were too drunk that night." Lin Fuya explained.

"Oh, no wonder the body is still a little sour." Qin Simiao took a deep breath and stretched.

Lin Fuya's words, she never questioned, that night, drink the video, left the box after the incident, can not remember.