Gu Weiwei slept until eleven o'clock and woke up with a splitting headache.

After turning over, he realized that he was not wearing clothes, and sat up with the quilt, only to find that Fu Hanzheng was no longer in bed.

I looked down and opened the quilt to see that I was on my body, and there were deep and shallow kiss marks, and the events of last night also came to mind in bits and pieces.

She almost ...... Almost pounced on Fu Hanzheng?!

If Fu Hanzheng hadn't found out that she had come to the eldest aunt to brake last night, she would have pounced on him.

She fell to bed with her head in her hands in pain, did she fall into an evil spirit?

As soon as he drank the wine, he couldn't control himself so much about Fu Hanzheng.

A person has been annoyed in bed for a long time about his animal behavior last night, and after thinking about it, he really has no face to see Fu Hanzheng again.

So, I got the mobile phone on the bedside and immediately sent a message to the agent, asking the agent to arrange a job for her.

Preferably, so that she can be too busy not to go home.

She finished sending a message to Qiao Lin and was about to get up only to find that there were no clothes of her own in the room.

The cloakroom, and still in another room, it is impossible to run naked.

Finally, he picked up Fu Hanzheng's shirt and put it on.

decided to get up and have breakfast, and when Qiao Lin called, he hurriedly packed up his things, and slipped away before Fu Hanzheng came back from work.

As a result, she had just arrived at the dining room to warm up a glass of milk when the door to the study rang.

She thought that the person who had gone to work in the company came out of the study.

Gu Weiwei held the milk stick and trembled, especially when she saw the kiss marks on Fu Hanzheng's neck, she was even more uncomfortable.

What did she do to him last night?

Fu Hanzheng walked into the kitchen and served her a bowl of porridge and a bowl of brown sugar water.

"Still uncomfortable?"

Gu Weiwei shook her head again and again, and then buried her head in the porridge, her face eager to be buried in the bowl.

"Doesn't your head hurt anymore?" Fu Hanzheng's eyebrows frowned slightly.

Gu Weiwei smiled dryly, "A little." ”

Fu Hanzheng: "My stomach doesn't hurt anymore?" ”

Gu Weiwei smiled even more, "A little." ”

When I thought of finding out that the tampon had been replaced, my face was red and almost burning.

Fu Hanzheng sat opposite her, looking at her embarrassed and embarrassed with interest.

"Last night ......"

"I didn't mean to do it last night!" Gu Weiwei looked up sharply and explained.

Fu Hanzheng saw her appearance and stretched out his hand at her.

Gu Weiwei leaned back, until she leaned back in the chair and had nowhere to hide, only to find that he was reaching over, just to wipe a grain of rice from the corner of her mouth.

"I'm sorry, I promised not to drink, and I behave badly to you when I get drunk......"

She didn't realize that she was back at that time, and thought that she was still out of town, and all she saw was that she was dreaming.

Fu Hanzheng nodded and said with some pity.

"It's okay, it's just a bit of a pity."

Gu Weiwei looked at him with a bitter face, crying and laughing.

She had always been afraid that Fu Hanzheng would sleep with her before, but now she was worried that she would sleep with him.

Fu Hanzheng saw that she had finished eating, and stretched out his hand and said.

"Come here."

Gu Weiwei pursed her lips, got up and walked over, and was pulled into his arms again without accident.

Fu Hanzheng stretched out his hand to pin the hair on one side of her face behind her ear, and her thin lips hooked a little sexy and charming smile.

"If you really want to do it, we'll move on when you're well."

Gu Weiwei shook her head again and again, "I didn't think about it, not at all!" ”

"You didn't give up last night." Fu Hanzheng reminded.

He forced himself to stop, but she still refused to give up, and almost missed his pants.

"That's me getting drunk and doing nonsense, I can't take it seriously." Gu Weiwei wanted to cry without tears.

Last night, what was the difference between her possession and a silver demon?

Fu Hanzheng's thin lips pursed and smiled, and his eyes looked at her with deep eyes.

"People say that they spit out the truth after drinking, and what they say and do when they are drunk are what people think most in the bottom of their hearts."