Gu Weiwei slept until eleven o'clock, when she woke up with a splitting headache.
After turning over, she realized she wasn't wearing any clothes. She sat up, clutching the blanket, only to find that Fu Hanzheng was no longer in bed.
Looking down and pulling back the covers, I saw deep and shallow hickeys on my body, and fragments of what happened last night floated into my mind.
She almost... almost pounced on Fu Hanzheng?!
If Fu Hanzheng hadn't stopped when he discovered she was on her period last night, she definitely would have pounced on him.
She collapsed onto the bed in agony, clutching her head. Was she possessed?
Once she's had a drink, she can't control herself around Fu Hanzheng.
He lay in bed for a long time, regretting his beastly behavior the night before. He couldn't bear to see Fu Hanzheng again.
So she grabbed her phone from the bedside table and immediately texted her agent, asking him to arrange work for her.
Ideally, she should be so busy that she doesn't have to go home.
After sending a message to Qiao Lin, she got ready to get up only to find that she had no clothes for herself in the room.
The walk-in closet is in another room; you can't exactly run there naked.
Finally, he picked up Fu Hanzheng's shirt and put it on.
I decided to get up and have breakfast. Once Qiao Lin called, I quickly packed my things and slipped away before Fu Hanzheng got off work.
As a result, she had just heated up a glass of milk in the dining room when the door to the study rang.
She thought the person had already gone to work, but instead came out of the study.
Gu Weiwei held the milk stick and shook it, especially when she saw the hickeys on Fu Hanzheng's neck, she felt even worse.
What did she do to him last night?
Fu Hanzheng went into the kitchen and served her a bowl of porridge and a bowl of brown sugar water.
Are you still feeling unwell?
Gu Weiwei shook her head repeatedly, then buried her head in her porridge, her face almost disappearing into the bowl.
"Your head doesn't hurt anymore?" Fu Hanzheng frowned slightly.
Gu Weiwei gave a dry laugh, "Just a little bit."
Fu Hanzheng: "Your stomach doesn't hurt anymore?"
Gu Weiwei's laughter grew even drier. "Just a little bit."
The thought of discovering that the sanitary napkin had been changed made my face burn with embarrassment.
Fu Hanzheng sat opposite her, watching with great interest her shy and embarrassed expression.
"Last night..."
"I didn't mean it last night!" Gu Weiwei suddenly looked up and explained.
When Fu Hanzheng saw her, he reached out his hand to her.
Gu Weiwei leaned back until she was completely against the chair back and had nowhere to hide, only then did she realize that he had reached out to wipe a grain of rice from the corner of her mouth.
"I'm sorry, I promised I wouldn't drink, but I still did inappropriate things to you when I was drunk..."
At that time, she didn't realize she was back. She thought she was still in another city and that what she was seeing was just a dream.
Fu Hanzheng nodded, saying with some regret.
"It's okay, it's just a little regrettable."
Gu Weiwei looked at him with a bitter face, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
She used to be afraid that Fu Hanzheng would sleep with her, but now she's worried that she'll end up sleeping with him.
Seeing that she had finished eating, Fu Hanzheng reached out his hand and said.
"come over."
Gu Weiwei pursed her lips, got up and walked over, and unsurprisingly, she was pulled to sit in his lap again.
Fu Hanzheng reached out and tucked one side of her hair behind her ear, a sexy and charming smile playing on his thin lips.
"If you really want to do it, we can continue after you're better."
Gu Weiwei shook her head repeatedly, "I didn't think of it, not at all!"
“You were still persistent last night,” Fu Hanzheng reminded him.
He had already forced himself to stop, but she still wouldn't give up and almost shoved herself against his pants.
"That was just me acting recklessly when I was drunk, it's not true." Gu Weiwei was on the verge of tears.
What was the difference between her last night and being possessed by a silver demon?
Fu Hanzheng smiled, his thin lips curved into a deep smile as he looked into her eyes.
"People say that people speak the truth when they are drunk, and what they say and do when they are drunk is what they really think."
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