When Nan Song is drunk, it is easy to break into pieces.
She only remembered that she showed off her singing voice last night, and her throat was still a little sore, so she didn't remember much of what happened next.
But he had taken off all his clothes, so his first night wouldn't have passed in such a blur, right?
If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have been so greedy and drank so much wine yesterday.
Nan Song pursed her lips and sighed in frustration. There was a movement behind her. Before she could turn around, Yu Jinwen hugged her, hugged her waist, and leaned his head against her waist.
He rubbed it like a small animal, "Well..."
He snorted softly, his voice low and hoarse, as if he was acting coquettishly at her.
Nan Song was so moved by his actions that she raised her hand and grabbed his hair twice, then straightened it for him, "Are you awake?"
Only then did Yu Jinwen slowly open his sleepy eyes. His dark, clear pupils were filled with red blood, and he could tell that he had not slept well.
"How did you sleep last night?" he asked her softly.
Nan Song nodded very honestly, "Very good."
I also had a dream.
In my dream, I not only flew into the sky and stood side by side with the sun, but also hugged Father Sun all night long. It was so warm and comfortable.
However, now I feel that this dream is quite outrageous. Father-in-law Sun has left work early at night and will not work overtime to hold her.
"I didn't sleep well."
Yu Jinwen looked at her and said aggrievedly, "You smell so good, I can't sleep at all."
"Is there any?" Nan Song lowered his head and sniffed himself. There was still the smell of alcohol that had not completely dissipated. It was so stinky, where was the fragrance?
Raising her eyes to meet his again, she realized what he meant belatedly.
"Last night..." she said tentatively, "Nothing happened to us, right?"
"No."
Yu Jinwen sat up from the bed and explained with a serious face: "I just wiped your body and took off your makeup, but didn't do anything else. You took off your clothes yourself. You asked me to help you with your pants.
I also washed the underwear you took off."
Nan Song: "Oh."
Didn't do anything.
Didn't do anything.
Didn't do it.
well.
After getting up and getting dressed, Nan Song started looking for socks, "Hey, where are my socks?"
Yu Jinwen came out of the bathroom after washing up, "What are you looking for?"
"Socks." Nan Song looked left and right, "Why are the socks missing?"
Yu Jinwen: "..."
Just when he didn't know what to say, Nan Song caught a glimpse of her socks in the trash can, which were stained with blood.
She subconsciously looked at her bare feet and saw that they were not hurt.
He suddenly raised his head and looked at Yu Jinwen, "Where are you injured?"
"Ah?" Yu Jinwen, "I didn't..."
Nan Song walked towards him with bare feet, touched him all over, and found no injuries. Finally, an idea flashed, his eyes fell on his nose, and he asked nonchalantly: "Are you having a nosebleed again?"
Already?"
"..." Yu Jinwen blushed and responded sheepishly, "Ah."
"You wiped your nosebleed with my socks?"
Nan Song thought about that scene and couldn't bear to look at it. Then another flash of inspiration came to him, "Do you have a foot fetish?"
"That's not true." Yu Jinwen quickly explained.
"Why not?" Nan Song raised her little feet and asked seriously, "My feet don't look good?"
"..." Yu Jinwen: "Okay, it looks good."
He felt that if he continued to talk today, he might bleed into a river, so he quickly stopped the car.
"You, take a shower."
Yu Jinwen said: "I'll go outside to see if breakfast is ready."