Ning Lang's steady movements faltered slightly!
He was startled and instinctively reached out to hug her.
Their skin touched, and they huddled together, both feeling awkward without realizing it.
Ning Lang quickly realized what was happening and hurriedly dodged his hand.
"Which night? What are you talking about?"
His handsome face was cold and stern as he said loudly, "Stop pretending! You know better than anyone what happened that night in the penthouse suite at the 'Youlan' Hotel! I recognize your scent."
Ning Lang lowered his eyes and strolled over to A-Lu, who was standing to the side.
"I never wear perfume or use any shower gel, so I don't smell at all."
She studied pharmacology from a young age and was used to using her nose to identify medicinal herbs and food. She disliked artificial fragrances such as cosmetics or shower gels, so she rarely used these things.
Sheng Xuan caught up with her, his bright eyes fixed on her pretty face.
"It's not perfume or shower gel, I'm referring to your natural scent."
Ning Lang ignored him and was playing with Little A-Lu.
"What are you talking about? That night, Yuan Heng asked me to go out for dinner, and I happened to see you passed out at the entrance of the bar. A few thugs were trying to rummage through your pockets, but I stopped them."
"And then?" Sheng Xuan asked, squinting.
He tried hard to find traces of that night, but he was so drunk that his mind was a complete mess, leaving only some vague impressions, like a dream, unreal yet seemingly real.
Ning Lang calmly fed Little Green and continued, "I was going to take you back to the old house, but Yuan Heng said it was too far and he could just leave you with a taxi driver. I was worried that someone might take advantage of you, so I took you to the 'Youlan' Hotel across the street. The staff said you had a private room, so Yuan Heng and I helped you into the elevator and upstairs."
Sheng Xuan frowned as he listened, his face turning red and then white.
"...And then what?"
Ning Lang stirred the feed, his tone displeased.
“You threw up and got yourself all over yourself. Yuanheng and I threw you into the bathroom, sprayed you with the showerhead, and then threw you on the bed after rinsing you off.”
Sheng Xuan was slightly taken aback, her intuition suggesting that such a scene might have occurred.
...He was in the water, panicking and pulling at her.
Her hair was still wet, her eyes were alluring and misty, and she coaxed him softly, "Don't move, it's just a bath."
Thinking of this, his handsome face flushed red again.
"Then...what happened next..."
"There's no such thing as 'later'!" Ning Lang said irritably, "After throwing you on the bed, Yuan Heng and I went downstairs and left. Did you expect the two of us to stay by your side while you slept? You're not a three-year-old!"
Sheng Xuan: "..."
If that's the case, then where did those beautiful and enchanting scenes in his mind come from?
When I woke up the next day, it was already noon.
Lin Hui'er, disheveled, lay beside him, snuggling into his arms and saying something about "finally having physical intimacy," looking shy.
He was completely stunned!
Now he is absolutely certain that the woman that night was not Lin Hui'er, but she says it wasn't her either...
Ning Lang glared at him and asked, "What exactly do you want to ask? Yuan Heng was there that night. If you don't believe me, you can go and ask him directly. You're a grown man. It's just a few glances from someone. Is it really necessary to hold such a grudge?"
Sheng Xuan stammered, "...No...that night...nothing really happened between you and me?"
"What do you want? Hmm?" Ning Lang stared at him with deep, ambiguous eyes.
Forehead?!
Sheng Xuan took a step back and whispered, "It's nothing... I just had a... dream."
"What?" Ning Lang asked, raising an eyebrow.
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