Wen Liyu's body trembled violently, anger and embarrassment flashing in her eyes. She pushed him away forcefully, "Bah! Do you think you can do whatever you want just because you're drunk?!"
Fu Yan was pushed away, his expression confused and aggrieved. His head ached so much that he could only see the face of the woman in front of him. He was certain in his heart that she was his Xiaoyu.
"Don't be angry..." Fu Yan went over and picked her up horizontally, walking all the way to the bedroom on the second floor, easily suppressing the struggling Wen Liyu.
He placed Wen Liyu on the bed in the bedroom, and gently stroked her cheek with his hand. "You are Xiaoyu, I won't mistake you for someone else."
Wen Liyu thought to herself that she hadn't made a mistake, but she wanted to maintain her amnesiac persona. Her eyes immediately turned red and she reached out to push him away, "Don't... We can't!"
He easily clamped her hands and forced them to be raised high above her head. Her struggling legs were also controlled. She looked like a lamb to be slaughtered, fragile and pitiful.
Half an hour later, Wen Liyu's body was as soft as a puddle of water, and she kept letting out low gasps of joy and grief. The two emotions made her cry continuously, "Don't... Woo..."
"Ding... The host's passive skill [One Shot] has been activated."
Wen Liyu woke up with aches all over her body. She had specifically asked the system to set the alarm before falling asleep last night.
When she woke up, Fu Yan was still sleeping. She reached out and gently touched his cheek, "There's room for improvement~~"
After Wen Liyu finished speaking, she put on her clothes to cover the marks on her body. Her bag was placed in the living room by Special Assistant Chen at some point.
She took out her cell phone, sent a message to her family, booked a hotel not far away, took a taxi there, and took another nap.
Fu Yan woke up, and the memories of last night flooded into his aching head. "...Shit."
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