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After playing around for a while, the doctor came, and after giving Sheng Lingyun an infusion, he told him to rest more and left.

Sheng Lingyun's body was still very weak, and after a while, he fell asleep.

Xia Shu'er was accompanying him, and Qiao An and Lu Yin left the ward with Xiao Nuomi.

"Where's Auntie?"

Xiao Nuomi hugged Lu Yin's neck and rubbed his handsome face affectionately.

It's okay that she didn't ask, but when she asked, Lu Yin's expression changed slightly.

"Speaking of which, I haven't seen Meng Meng for a few days." Qiao An asked curiously, "Where did Meng Meng go?" ”

"She ......" Lu Yin sighed, "Qiaoqiao, I came to you for Meng Meng's business." ”

…………

In the huge bedroom, it was pitch black.

Lu Meng curled up in the quilt and cried breathlessly.

As long as I thought of myself and Song Yunchi having a messy sex after drinking, I felt that the sky had fallen.

How so......

If she could turn back time, she wouldn't have drunk so much that night.

I will definitely not let Song Yunchi send him home.

It's too late to say anything now, she and Song Yunchi have been drunk and have disordered sex, and now they can't even get rid of the relationship.

That bastard, even wants to be her boyfriend.

Dream on!

She is constantly building herself psychologically, as if she was bitten by a dog, it's nothing, now that sexual relations are open, who didn't have sex before getting married?

The more she comforted herself in this way, the more sad she became.

She is obviously not such an open girl, she is very traditional, and she has always wanted to leave her first time to her favorite husband.

Now, everything is ruined......

Outside, there was a knock on the door.

Lu Meng poked her head out of the quilt and shouted outside the door, "I don't eat, I have no appetite, don't bother me anymore!" ”

After saying that, he retracted his head into the quilt again.

It seems that in this way, you don't have to face the outside world.

You can concentrate on being your own ostrich.

Song Yun pushed the door open and paused for a moment before using the darkness in the bedroom.

When I came to the bedside, I saw a looming bulge.

He sighed almost inaudibly, and sat on the edge of the bed, he pinched the corner of the quilt, "Lu Mengmeng." ”

Did she have auditory hallucinations?

Lu Meng, who was hiding in the quilt, was stiff, and even his breathing was subconsciously held.

No, not really!

She must have had auditory hallucinations.

It must be so, how could that bastard of Song Yunchi be here.

This is her home!

Who would dare to come in without her permission?

Song Yunchi lifted the quilt, his voice helpless and painful, "How long do you want to stuff yourself in the quilt?" ”

Trembling slightly, it was him.

It's really him.

Lu Meng sat up in a hurry, retreated again and again, and retreated to the side of the bed.

With a snap, Song Yunchi turned on the light.

"Don't!"

It's too late to stop it.

The dazzling light suddenly turned on, and Lu Meng subconsciously covered his eyes, pulled up the quilt, and covered himself.

Seeing this scene, it is false to say that I am not distressed.

For days, he had been worried about her.

That morning, the two woke up naked in his bed, and history seemed to repeat itself.

This scene is so familiar.

Lu Meng was stunned at first, and then the blood faded from her face little by little, she covered herself tightly with the quilt, and asked almost pleadingly: Nothing happened last night, right?

Song Yunchi was silent.

Lu Meng glanced down at himself, but he went crazy, jumped up and hit and bit him.

This time, no one can deny that nothing happened to the two of them.

The blood stains on the sheets are the best proof of this.

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