That night, Song Zhien drank a lot, but Lin Xiaoming drank more.
Half of the dozen bottles of soju prepared on the table were put into Lin Xiaoming's stomach. He had never been drunk before, but in the end he was so confused!
In a daze, he felt that he was being helped to the bed. After taking off the quilt, he covered it with a quilt. Then a slackened sound came from beside him, and then a soft body penetrated into his quilt, hot.
The kiss was also posted.
Lin Xiaoming thought it was Daini at first, but then he felt it was Zhang Yashu, and then he felt it was Liu Ruoying.
Such a gentle, proactive and enthusiastic woman, except for the three of them, there will be no one else.
When Lin Xiaoming's remaining trace of mind was thinking this way, he relaxed and then turned passive into active...
Time, I don't know how long it has passed.
The crisp sound of birds singing came from the windowsill. After Lin Xiaoming was woken up, he tried hard to open his eyes, but his head hurt so much that it seemed like it was so explosive.
"Hiss~" Lin Xiaoming couldn't help but take a breath, reached out to cover his temple and rub it for a long time, and then he barely suppressed the headache after the hangover. He opened his eyes and found that it was already dawn and he was lying in a lie.
Inside a strange room.
Is this in a hotel room?
Lin Xiaoming, who was still confused, thought he was still in Ruili, but he quickly woke up and had returned to Chacheng.
I met Song Jinde yesterday and invited Luo Meihan out of the mountain to relieve the poison. Then I had a meal with Song Zhien and drank a lot of wine!
Memories surged like a tide. Lin Xiaoming remembered everything, and then he knew that he had drunk too much last night and had completely cut off his plate.
This is the first time I've been drunk since I grew up!
If my grandfather knew that he was so drunk, would he break his three legs?
After thinking for a while, Lin Xiaoming couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head. Grandpa didn't know where he was romantic and happy now, so how could he have the ability to take care of himself!
Just when he shook his head, his eyes accidentally glanced at the side, and his expression stopped.
A girl lay beside her, with black hair like a waterfall scattered on her cheeks, and she couldn't see her face clearly, but her snow-white shoulders clearly told him that her body hidden under the quilt might not be covered in inches.
Lin Xiaoming quickly looked at himself, and his face suddenly collapsed. He didn't know whether the girl was wearing clothes or not. He didn't wear anything.
Oh My God!
What's going on here?
Lin Xiaoming was frightened and hesitated for a long time before reaching out to gently lift the hair that was folded on the girl's cheek.
When he saw the other person's facial features clearly and found that the girl was Song Zhien, he was completely stunned.
What's the matter after drinking...
Did you ruin this pure girl?
Lin Xiaoming was about to cry without tears, and reached out and pushed Song Zhien's shoulder, "Zhien, Zhien, wake up."
Song Zhien was awakened, and was awakened the moment Lin Xiaoming woke up.
But she didn't know how to deal with this situation, even though she was the one who led it all, and she planned to do it last night. After the matter was over, she quickly left quietly and said that nothing had happened.
However, Lin Xiaoming is really a livestock, and it's the same when she gets drunk. She is so troubled that she wants to take a break, and wait until the feeling of physical discomfort is relieved before she gets out of bed and leaves.
Who would have thought that as soon as she closed her eyes, she would be unable to resist falling asleep sleepily. After that, Lin Xiaoming had already woken up first.
After finding out that she couldn't leave, she could only pretend to be asleep helplessly!
But now I can't pretend anymore, because Lin Xiaoming was shaking her, so he could only open his eyes and look at him awkwardly and shyly.
Lin Xiaoming asked nervously, "Zhien, what happened to us last night?"
Song Zhien felt that rolling his eyes was not a ladylike behavior, but he still couldn't help but roll one for him. In this case, a fool knew what was going on, and you asked him knowingly.
Lin Xiaoming also woke up and asked an idiot question, but he still wanted to verify it, so he lifted the quilt to see what was happening there.
Song Zhien was so angry that he blushed and covered the quilt tightly, and whispered: "Don't, don't look!"
Lin Xiaoming had already seen it, and knew that the wood was ready and what shouldn't have happened had happened. He quickly apologized, "Zhi Ye, I'm sorry, I drank too much last night. I thought that the soju with such a low degree would not be drunk, I
...I overestimated my alcohol tolerance...I..."
When others are embarrassed, then you are not that embarrassed.
Seeing that he was even more panicked than himself, Song Zhien gradually calmed down and tried to be as calm as Feng Qingyun, "I don't blame you, I forced you to drink so much."
Lin Xiaoming said bitterly: "But I shouldn't hurt you like this. I, I didn't mean it, I..."
Song Zhien shook his head, "I really don't blame you!"
Although she didn't blame Lin Xiaoming, Lin Xiaoming blamed herself because although he liked Song Zhien, he was not the kind of love between men and women, and he never thought of such a thing to happen to Song Zhien.
Song Zhien felt uncomfortable when he saw him with guilt and sadness. Although everything she had done last night was not intentionally designed, she was also intentional or unintentional after discovering that she had failed to confess her love, in order to get him and save her father.
The result of the fire caused by the fire.
"Xiao Ming, it has happened that it has not happened, and it will be useless to blame yourself now."
"Then..." Lin Xiaoming asked distressedly: "What should we do in the future?"
Song Zhien opened his mouth and said two words, "Continue!"
Lin Xiaoming looked at her in shock, "Ah?"
Song Zhien's voice lowered, "I mean if you want, we will continue to do this. If you don't want, then we will pretend that nothing has happened."
Lin Xiaoming looked at her in surprise, thinking that such a big thing can you think that nothing has happened before?
Song Zhien also knew that this was self-deception, but there was nothing she could do. All of this was voluntary or even caused by her initiative. No matter what the final result was, she had to bear it.
"That... can you hand me my pajamas?"
While Lin Xiaoming was thinking about it, he heard Song Zhien say something weakly to him, turned his head to look, and found that her pajamas were placed on the bedside table, so he reached out and handed them to her.
Song Zhien held his pajamas and retracted into the quilt, hid inside and put them in, and then he lifted the quilt and got out of bed. However, as soon as his feet hit the ground, he felt a pain coming from his body, and he couldn't stand firmly and planted on the ground.
Lin Xiaoming was startled and didn't care about that much. He quickly jumped out of bed and helped her up, "What's wrong with you?"
Song Zhien whispered with a blushing face: "It hurts!"
Lin Xiaoming came out of the doctor's perspective and asked subconsciously, "Do you want me to show you?"
Song Zhien's face turned even redder, and he couldn't help but reach out and slap his mouth with shame.
Lin Xiaoming then realized, "Then what are you going to do now?"
Song Zhien's voice was even lower, "I feel uncomfortable and want to take a shower!"
Lin Xiaoming stopped saying anything, but picked her up with his waist and walked into the bathroom.
Just as Song Zhien said, things have happened before they happen, and self-blame or regret will be useless.
If you are a man, then you should take the responsibility you should bear!