Chapter 868 One-night Stand

The white light was dazzling, the ceiling was high and swaying, Qiao Yunxi felt his breathing becoming heavier, his body getting hotter, and all his senses were not normal.

Qiao Yunxi tried hard to recall some fragmented fragments. He found that someone had drugged his wine in the hotel, and then he called his assistant to ask him to come quickly. He couldn't remember anything after that... So what's going on now?

"Brother Qiao, I'll take your temperature now!"

Murong quickly ran over with a medicine box, but as soon as she stretched out her hand, Qiao Yunxi grabbed her wrist.

"roll!"

Qiao Yunxi's eyes were alert, and the bulging veins on his forehead showed that he was suppressing something.

"Brother Qiao, it's me, Murong. You seem to be ill. Let me help you..."

Murong was frightened by Qiao Yunxi's behavior, and her wrist was hurt by his grip.

Murong?

The familiar voice and name relaxed Qiao Yunxi's tense nerves for a second. He looked at Murong intently, and when he saw it was really her, the guard in his eyes disappeared, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Murong, go out first and call a doctor for my third brother..."

Qiao Yunxi could feel the strong effect of the medicine. He was afraid that he couldn't hold on for much longer and just wanted Murong to leave quickly.

Murong didn't know what Qiao Yunxi's current situation was, so how could he let him leave the room by himself?

She said, "Third brother, you're delirious with fever. Don't talk for now. Let me take your temperature. Even if you need to call a doctor, you have to explain your condition clearly!"

Murong reached out to touch Qiao Yunxi. When her hand touched Qiao Yunxi's skin, Qiao Yunxi felt the surging desire in his body suddenly "boom" and burn even more fiercely. It was like adding fuel to the fire!

The light and elegant fragrance from Murong's body after bathing permeated Qiao Yunxi. The string of his rationality snapped, and his strong and powerful hand grabbed Murong Baixi's wrist and pulled her onto his body.

"Third brother!"

“Hmm…”

Everything happened in a flash.

When Murong looked at Qiao Yunxi's red eyes with tearful eyes, and felt the changes in her body... she knew that everything was irreversible.

A ridiculous night.

The next day, Qiao Yunxi found something pressing on him. He frowned, opened his eyes, lowered his head to look at Murong Weili's little face, and then saw that both of them were naked. His brain froze on the spot and he fell on the bed in shock.

Murong was awakened by his actions and opened her eyes. The scenes that happened between the two of them last night appeared in her mind one by one.

…

At a table, Murong and Qiao Yunxi put on their clothes and sat opposite each other. Qiao Yunxi looked at Murong with a heart full of self-blame and guilt.

"I'm sorry, Murong, I didn't know things would turn out like this. Don't worry, I'll go to your house today to propose marriage—"

"Need not."

Murong interrupted Qiao Yunxi, his eyes lowered and no emotion could be seen, "I don't need you to be responsible for me."

"What?"

"I said you don't have to take responsibility, let's just pretend it never happened."

"But……"

"No buts." Murong looked up at Qiao Yunxi, "Last night was just an accident, Third Brother Qiao, let's just forget about it and get along with each other as before."

Having said that, Murong knew that it would be impossible for the two of them to get along like before.

Murong suppressed the confusion in his heart, stood up and said, "I still have work to do today, you... pack up and leave."

After Murong finished speaking, he walked around Qiao Yunxi and went out. The sound of a car engine was heard outside. Qiao Yunxi stood in the house. Everything around him was Murong's personal belongings. Thinking of the mistakes between the two of them, Qiao Yunxi suddenly slapped himself!

"Bang——"

Closing the car door, Qiao Qingci bent down to look at Mo Yanchu in the driver's seat, his cold and delicate features tinged with tenderness, "Brother, I'm going to work. Remember to think of me today~"

Qiao Qingci looked at Mo Yanchu's reaction.

Last night, Jiang Xiaoyu shared a post with her, which detailed all kinds of sweet words between young couples. After reading it, Qiao Qingci found it difficult to put into words.

In her opinion, the words in the post did not seem to heat up the situation, but instead seemed like unreasonable trouble-making. However, Jiang Xiaoyu asked her to try the effect, saying that only a good friend would share it with her. Qiao Qingci had no choice but to agree, but when she was really about to do it, she felt a little embarrassed.

She kept choosing until now and finally chose a relatively normal sentence.

But after saying this, Qiao Qingci felt a little embarrassed. Mo Yanchu was so busy, and she distracted him... Qiao Qingci's face felt hot, and he regretted believing Jiang Xiaoyu's lies. How could he take things on the Internet seriously?

From Mo Yanchu's perspective, he only felt that the sunshine today was particularly good, the chirping of birds outside the car window was very pleasant, and his baby was as beautiful as a pearl. The corners of his lips could not help but rise.