Chapter 774 Wan'er lies on the bed

There was a gorgeous crystal chandelier on my head, and my limbs were stretched comfortably, but I couldn't touch the edge of the soft big bed. The quilt on my body was soft and gentle, like a feather, with the air conditioning temperature suitable, and I was so confused that I almost thought it was an early autumn morning...

I sat up suddenly and looked around the room. My buddy's eyes almost popped out of my sockets - Oh my God, what room is this? Is the presidential suite?! It's gorgeous and undespicable! The European court style adds modern fashion elements, and the contradiction between retro and avant-garde creates a new visual enjoyment. It's just a bedroom, and the area is much larger than my small nest with two girls and a woman.

Walnut floors and purely hand-sewn carpets, various crystal glass artworks and porcelain, exquisite French woven artworks and luxurious silk cushions decoration... The placement and furnishings are elegant and luxurious. The exaggerated bedroom is beautiful and beautiful. Sitting on this super-large emperor bed, my buddy was a little confused. The young citizen was sweating and wondered, how much does it cost to sleep here for a night?

In fact, there was no sweat on my forehead, which was just a psychological effect. But when I wanted to raise my arm, I realized that my right hand was not lifted up. My buddy's face changed drastically. Looking at the bulging quilt, sweat beads really emerged from under my skin - I lifted the quilt with my trembling left hand. Sure enough, there was still a man curled up in the quilt, and his two little hands grabbed the sleeve of my shirt and was sleeping soundly, but the person who was sleeping on the same bed with me was not Zi Yuan, but... Yao Wan'er!

I was messed up after drinking?! My buddy almost screamed, but fortunately I found out in time that my clothes were still wearing them well, and Wan'er didn't even take off her coat, only her shoes were not on her feet... But I always felt something was wrong, and I suddenly realized, why am I still wearing a shirt? No, it should be said that the shirt I was wearing could not be mine!

Although the color and style are exactly the same, my piece should be covered in blood, but this one is clean and I don’t see any wrinkles when I slept all night. It’s obviously a new one!

"I woke up so early."

Ziyuan, who suddenly appeared at the door of the bedroom, was startled by the boss. She was guilty and wanted to pull the quilt to cover Wan'er out of instinct. However, Ziyuan, who was slightly tired, just gave me a blank look indifferently and said, "Don't be surprised, that shirt was bought for you yesterday and changed it to you in the hospital. If you threw away that shirt, wearing it, which hotel dares to do your business?"

Also...

"Does it still hurt?"

I was stunned and touched the forehead. It turned out that there was a bandage wrapped around my head. My fingertips touched the wound. There was a tight pain. I opened my eyes and told lies, "It doesn't hurt..."

"I didn't ask your head, I asked if your face hurts?"

Zi Yuan had a tight face, her tone was cold and she was a little confused. Although I was drunk last night and couldn't remember many things seriously, I did not forget that there were very important things today, which is why I felt particularly painful, because when I was beaten, I only had to protect my barely handsome face. But when Zi Yuan said this, I subconsciously rubbed my face... sore!

I think that losing my composure is a subconscious reaction of a handsome guy, and it is not embarrassing, so I lost my composure, "What's wrong with my face?"

"Not much, it's a little swollen." Ziyuan never ridiculed people, but she was obviously ridiculing me now.

"Why is it swollen?" If Wan'er hadn't been sleeping quietly beside her, her naive and cute look was pity for her, I would have cried out.

"Ask yourself," Zi Yuan's face turned red and she said with resentment: "Who made you drunk like that is not serious yet? He said in front of Cheng Liusu and Murphy... He told me to take you to the hotel to open a room!"

The guys had some impression of this matter, and after thinking about it, they realized it, "Did they both jealous?"

Zi Yuan did not answer directly, walked over and said, "If I were them, I would definitely be more ruthless."

Ziyuan came over to help Wan'er cover the quilt, but when she lifted the quilt, she curled up like a drunk shrimp, and her two beautiful legs in flesh-colored stockings wrapped around one of my calves. Her face immediately became a layer of frost, but it instantly melted. She smiled and said, "I planned to find a hotel to open a room and throw you down. But this child insisted that the incident last night was caused by her, which made you want to be fired by the company. She blamed herself very much, so she dragged you to the most expensive hotel in Beitian to open the most expensive room in the hotel. It seemed to be a membership system. She also asked her aunt Yao Ling to call the hotel manager. She was just now

I gave the key to this room, otherwise I wouldn't be able to live in even if I had money. The child was probably in chaos. I don't know how to compensate you. I spent the whole night serving you by the bed, afraid that you wouldn't be able to hold on to you when you wake up, so I just fell asleep by the bed... No wonder why I advised this child that she refused to sleep. It turned out that she didn't wake up when she fell asleep. I called her for a long time and she didn't even react. The room was so big, so I didn't have the strength to carry her to the living room. And she grabbed your sleeves and didn't let go, so I moved her to the bed. Anyway, the bed was big enough and the quilt was big enough..."

Zi Yuan said it seemed quite casual, but unless a fool couldn't tell it. The two little fingers that she was holding the quilt were stretched and her eyes were staring at Wan'er's skirt that was sliding to half of her thighs and the two beautiful legs that were wrapped with me. She seemed to have forgotten that she wanted to cover Wan'er with a quilt, and she was more like a cowardly little wife who was catching a villain in the bed but was unwilling to face reality.

The buddy asked carefully: "Are you sure you didn't pinch my face?"

"What...what?" The panic flashed in Ziyuan's eyes was the best answer. I'll just say, if it was pinched by Liusu and Murphy last night, it would be impossible for her to feel so clear in the morning. She said that Wan'er couldn't stand it and fell asleep at night. Ninety-nine percent had to move Wan'er to my bed because she couldn't wake up and couldn't hold her back. She couldn't bear to attack this kind little girl, so she vented her resentment on my face.

To put it bluntly, it was just jealous - I felt happy, but I didn't dare to expose her. Zi Yuan was not the tassel Murphy Dong Xiaoye, and she was embarrassed. She would definitely continue to fight with me until I pretended to think that I could not remember anything...

Wan'er's hand holding my sleeve was indeed very hard. Although she wouldn't be able to break it apart, she would definitely hurt her. So I bent down and blew gently into her ears...

"What are you doing?!" Zi Yuan almost got angry.

I smiled and didn't have to answer, and saw Wan'er shook her head, let go of my sleeves, scratching her cheeks, and I took the opportunity to pull out my arm.

Zi Yuan rolled her eyes and said, "You are very expert. Who did you summarize it from? Cheng Liusu, Murphy, or Dong Xiaoye? Or is it...Yuanyuan? Aunt Yuxuan?"

"Go to you!" The stinky girl said more and more outrageous. No matter how good my relationship with my stepmother was, she could not make such a joke! My buddy secretly scolded herself for being shameless, and agreed that if this kind of thing happened between me and Chu Yuan, I would not feel a ridiculous fact...

I tried to pull my feet out, but my calves were wrapped around Wan'er's thighs, which felt very ambiguous. The movements were too big, as if I was getting cheaper for her, but if I used my hands to separate her legs... wouldn't it be a hooligan? While I was thinking of a way, I smiled at Ziyuan and said, "Did you forget? At that time, you came to my house to ask me to go to school with me every morning. If I was still sleeping in the quilt, you would torture me in this way."

How could Zi Yuan forget about this kind of thing? But today I only blew a breath to Wan'er, but she was just a pleasure at that time. It wasn't that if I scratched her itch, she would let me go. She would always blow my face and be red and even pretend to be unable to sleep before she would give up. In fact, I felt that she must have known that I had woken up long ago. Patience was to enjoy her more of her "torture". So she was shy and had the courage to blow in my ears...
Chapter completed!