God, she was so entangled that she wanted to die.

With her last glimmer of hope, she asked softly: "No need to bother, did we, I, we, do anything last night?"

How she wished the man in front of her could say, no, he didn't do anything.

The ideas are full of ideas, but the reality is very skinny. He sneered and said, "What can a man and a woman do when they sleep together?"

Naturally, do happy things!

Mu Jingcheng's world suddenly collapsed, and she really wanted to hit her to death.

An Yixuan stood up lazily, rubbed his somewhat messy hair, casually put a bath towel around his waist and walked into the bathroom.

At such a young age, I am really forgetful.

It wasn't until the sound of running water came from the bathroom that Mu Jingcheng wrapped herself in a quilt and stood up to look for her clothes.

Every step she took, the heartbreaking pain almost buried her.

She bit her lip tightly, and tears flowed down her cheeks and fell on the wool carpet.

I don’t cry, I don’t cry, Mu Jingcheng, just think you were suppressed by a ghost, it’s no big deal!

She tried her best to smile and wiped away the tears on her face, but it was so annoying. She had agreed not to cry, so how could she have tears? The more she wiped them, the more tears she had.

She bit her lip, put her hands around her shoulders and fell to the floor. The scene from last night was vaguely reflected in her mind——

I was handing out flyers at the door of this club, and when I was about to go back, my cousin's mother called me to the room upstairs.

He said that he had something very important to talk about, and also emphasized that his fiancé Li Nuoyi would also be there!

However, after waiting for a long time, they didn't come. Instead, he drank glass after glass of red wine while taking a bath, and became drunk.

Immediately afterwards, she broke into the strange man's bed.

What else are you confused about...

Mu Jingcheng felt that her head was so painful that it was about to explode, and something that would give her even more headaches was yet to come.

Not a single piece of her clothing was found, only her handbag was found.

She looked up to the sky madly and said with anger: Oh my god, are you trying to kill me?

The idol I have admired the most since I was a child is you, old man. I always thought that you would never be able to get away from others. Now look, the person who has tricked me the most is you.

After thinking about it, Mu Jingcheng felt that that man was more cruel and wicked than God.

The book says that a gentleman should sit calmly and not take advantage of others' dangers, but damn, he doesn't even have this bit of moral integrity. Is he still a human being?

He is the one who caused all this, he is a complete bastard.

Her little universe was on fire, and just as she was about to knock on the bathroom door, An Yixuan had already walked out of the bathroom wearing a silk nightgown.

"Scumbag, I'm going to sue you." She said these words coldly, took out the mobile phone in her bag, and prepared to dial 110.

Before she finished dialing the number, An Yixuan's words sent her directly to the eighteenth level of hell!

"You can go and file a complaint. I have time to accompany you, but you held me back yesterday. If you have to say this is a crime, it was you who committed the crime first."

"you!"

Mu Jingcheng was furious. Although she was unwilling to give in, she still turned off the phone.

She gritted her teeth and looked at him. If looks could kill, she would have cut the man in front of her into pieces: "Damn, that's so abominable."

An Yixuan didn't take it seriously. He sat on the sofa, crossed his legs elegantly, picked up a glass of red wine, and took a few sips: "You won't do anything about sending flyers to me to promote TT, and what happened last night."

Have you forgotten?"
Chapter completed!