The Rest Of My Life Is For You

The first sunlight of the morning was sprinkled on the white windowsill.

Untightened curtains fluttered gently in the wind and then dropped.

As the curtains moved, the sun fell on the floor of the room from time to time ...

The quilt swelled high on the azure bed.

Nian Xiaomu pillowed in a warm chest and slept very comfortably, and her little head was groaning from time to time, like a little wild cat, grinding her paws.

I was stabbed into the eyes by the sun, pulled the quilt unhappy, rolled over, and prepared to continue to sleep.

As soon as I moved, I felt a bit heavy.

Something is all wrong ...

Especially today's pillows seem to be extraordinarily comfortable, soft, elastic, and warm ...

Something was pressing down her waist, like a human arm.

She subconsciously moved her small buttocks, and as soon as she moved, she noticed that her arms around her waist had tightened, as if she was unhappy, she slaps and slapped her ass!

Nian Xiaomu's body suddenly froze!

The stupid little head seemed to be sober for a moment.

He got out of the bed and looked up.

Smart eyes, seeing the man who was under him, stared like Tong Ling!

Yu Yuehan put his head on one hand, his face slightly, his eyes closed.

He looked as if he hadn't slept well last night, and there were some dark under his eyes.

Even the thin, **** lips twitched gently, and the curvature of the jaw was a little tight.

Nian Xiaomu stared at him blankly, his head blanked, especially glimpsing his bright chest, and the intimate sleeping posture of two people ...

She seemed to have lost her language skills, opened her mouth, and could not speak a word in half a ring!

Yesterday ... what happened?

She tried hard to remember, but couldn't remember anything.

Just remember he gave her roses and dinner was steak.

He also lit candles ...

By the way, red wine!

Last night's red wine was particularly delicious. She always had a good volume of wine. A few glasses of red wine were nothing to worry about.

But what happened later?

How did she get back to the room later?

Why did Yu Yuehan sleep with her and not yet dressed?

A series of questions, like bamboo shoots, spring up one after another.

Nian Xiaomu stared at Yu Yuehan, who looked tired before her eyes, and her heart began to sink slowly ...

No, she drank too much yesterday and talked about his beauty, didn't hold back.

Hold him up and down his hands, and finally gave him a strong sleep? !!

Thinking of this, Nian Xiaomu was not calm.

He sneaked out of the quilt, trying to wipe out the evidence before he woke up.

As soon as he moved, he caught his eyes open.

Scared to jump out of the bed!

Seeing his ugly complexion, he became more and more convinced of the speculation he had just made. He felt guilty for a long time and couldn't say a word.

In the end, his head twitched and blurted out.

"Master, early! Did you sleep well last night?"

"..."

Just a gust of wind blew through, rolled up the curtains, and the morning light came in from the window, and the room was bright.

Shining on the face of Yu Yuehan's calamity to the people of the country ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The good weather outside the window contrasted with his gloomy complexion.

He sat up, slipping the quilt off his body, revealing a strong chest.

Raising her eyebrows slightly, her voice was still dull, "What do you say?"

"..."

"Did you forget all the good things you did?"

"..."

It's over!

Sure enough, she thought.

He looks like he's taken advantage of her.

What can I do now?

She said she doesn't remember anything, no matter what she did to him, she never counted? For the rest of my life