He wanted to push her away, but as soon as he reached out his hand, she grabbed it and then took his hand to undress her.

She hugged him, and he wanted to push her away, but...

Her hands began to roam over his body, his breathing becoming more and more rapid, and he felt his body filled with only desire and longing.

Is this Liang Qingmo?

Looking at that face, he instinctively hugged her and responded to her.

Xu Buyan acted completely on instinct in everything that happened afterwards.

"Liang Qingmo!" He kept calling her name over and over again, like he was roaring, and like he was longing for her.

Clothes scattered on the ground...

Afterwards, the morning light was already dim.

The next afternoon, when the sunlight shone into the bedroom through the curtains, the whole space suddenly became warm.

The man on the bed slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were blank for a moment, and then he regained focus.

Memories of last night came flooding back, and he froze, everything feeling unreal.

After seeing the marks on his body, he almost jumped up.

He knew exactly what had happened and had a bad feeling in his heart.

The whole room was very quiet, with only the sound of water splashing coming from the bathroom. It was undoubtedly the person who had had sex with him last night.

On the ground were strange women's clothes, a long black skirt, and a very exaggerated golden wig...

He actually betrayed Liang Qingmo?

Xu Buyan's mind was in a mess, and his heart was filled with regret and guilt.

What should I do? He actually mistook someone else for her?

Liang Qingmo will never forgive him, she will definitely leave him.

It's over, she won't want him anymore.

......

"Xu Buyan?"

Liang Qingmo's voice suddenly rang in my ears.

Xu Buyan felt that his mind was no longer clear. He had visual hallucinations before and now he had auditory hallucinations. It seemed that the effect of the drug had not yet worn off.

"Xu Buyan, are you crying?"

He looked up and saw Liang Qingmo standing in front of him, wrapped only in a bath towel, with bruises and purple marks on his body very obvious.

He slapped himself on the forehead and looked again to see Liang Qingmo.

"Xu Buyan, you hurt me yesterday."

Liang Qingmo drawled out his voice lazily, as if he was complaining, or as if he was acting coquettishly towards him.