In the end, the kiss happened when the two of them could hardly breathe.

Song Qingrui just left her, but his lips were always close to hers. He smiled with his eyes closed, "Is this what it feels like to kiss a woman?"

His ambiguous breath enveloped her, and his handsome face was like a child who had eaten candy.

Lin Fanyue was speechless for a moment, and she didn't even dare to look into his eyes.

Nervousness, embarrassment, shyness, and embarrassment were all densely intertwined, making her look like a puppet.

There was only one thought in her mind: she and Song Qingrui kissed... kissed... kissed...

"I...we..."

After a long time, she spoke nervously with her teeth chattering, but before she could finish speaking, Song Qingrui's body suddenly pressed against hers, and she was so drunk that she lost consciousness.

"..."

Lin Fanyue stood like a sculpture while he leaned against the tree. I couldn't believe that he fell asleep after the kiss?

How do you get him into the car?

"Miss, do you need my help to carry your boyfriend into the car?" Fortunately, the security guard at the door came over.

"He is not my boyfriend." Lin Fanyue explained dryly.

But the security guard didn't say anything, he just gave her a meaningful look.

Lin Fanyue understood everything in an instant. The security guard must have seen the scene just now.

Well, now she has no explanation for the lack of three hundred taels of silver here.

After helping the person into the back seat, Song Qingrui lay on the back seat and fell asleep.

Lin Fanyue drove him back to the Presidential Palace. On the way, when she encountered a red street light, she glanced back. The neon light came in from the window and fell on Qingjun's face. There was a little more twinkling than usual, maybe

She had drunk too much. Song Qingrui frowned in pain and pressed her thin lips together tightly.

Her eyes rested on his lips for a few seconds, and her heart skipped a beat. She quickly opened the mirror above her head and took a look at her lips. They were not swollen, but were very red.

And there was a taste of wine in her mouth. She didn't drink tonight, and the smell of wine came from Song Qingrui's lips.

She wished she was drunk too, but she wasn't. She even clearly remembered the feeling of being entangled with each other, which was very intense.

Going crazy.

She covered her hot face.

I can't think about it anymore, I must forget about tonight.

She didn't notice that the man in the back seat quietly opened his eyes, glanced at her, and curled up the corners of his mouth quietly in the darkness.

...

After arriving at the Presidential Palace, she asked security to help send people back to the building where Song Qingrui slept, and then she returned to the bedroom to sleep.

When she was miserable, she fell into insomnia again and didn't fall asleep until three in the morning.

When I woke up the next day, I felt dizzy and my throat was a little sore.

She guessed that she must have worn too thin clothes when she went out in the early hours of last night, and caught a cold in the cold wind outside the bar.

In order to avoid infecting Yueyue, she left her child with a nanny, took some medicine and went to the company.

She didn't even go to the front yard to eat breakfast, fearing that she would be embarrassed if she met Song Qingrui. Although she felt that Song Qingrui was so drunk that she probably couldn't remember what happened last night.

At nine o'clock in the morning, when her phone rang, she saw the three words jumping on the screen. The hand holding the test tube trembled, and she wanted to get into the cracks in the floor.

"Teacher Lin, your phone is ringing."

An intern passing by reminded, "Is it difficult to pick up the phone? Do you need me to hold your phone for you?"


Chapter completed!