Mia noticed that Su Luo's face was flushed and her forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat, and asked her with concern.
"What’s wrong with you?"
"Well, maybe I drank too much."
After Su Luo finished speaking, he realized that something was wrong. Although he had a low alcohol tolerance, he shouldn't have gotten drunk after just one drink.
Was that glass of wine very strong?
"?!!"
Mia frowned slightly. This shouldn't be the case. That plum wine was only 15 degrees. How could one glass have caused such a strong reaction? Moreover, Su Luo's face wasn't the only one that turned red; even her neck was flushed.
Suddenly, he remembered that Bai Bing had just come over to apologize to Su Luo. Could it be that he switched Su Luo's drink? Did he drug her?
Mia looked up at Bai Bing across from her.
Bai Bing noticed Mia's scrutinizing gaze, immediately looked away, and continued chatting with her colleague next to her.
It's safe!
It must have been this kid's doing, but what she didn't understand was why he would drug Su Luo? What kind of trick was he up to?
Mia leaned close to Su Luo's ear and whispered, "You should go back to your room and rest. You've had too much to drink; there might be something wrong with the alcohol."
"Huh? The wine, is there something wrong with the wine?"
Su Luo's breathing became rapid, and her voice was soft and coquettish, like a kitten whimpering.
Mia was speechless at Su Luo's naivety. How could he not know that Bai Bing was deliberately messing with him? She patiently continued.
"If there's a problem, go back immediately. Remember to lock the door and don't come out. I'll call you when you get back to the company tomorrow morning."
"Um……"
Su Luo nodded.
Struggling to suppress the heat in her body, she propped herself up on the table and slowly walked towards the door.
...
Room 1027 of the villa.
Song Lingshan held the phone, leaning against the headboard. The room was dimly lit by only a small nightlight.
Ye Xiaoman's excited voice came through the receiver.
"Ling Shan, let me tell you, there are so many gay people here, especially men. My god, every time I go to the pedestrian street I see two men holding hands, and they even kiss all the time. I'm starting to wonder if this is really China!"
Song Lingshan was amused by Ye Xiaoman and comforted her, "You'll get used to it. There are lots of delicious foods over there, you can try them all."
"Mmm, it's super delicious and spicy enough, which is perfect for me! By the way, how have you been lately? You haven't been unable to resist going back to your ex-boyfriend, have you?"
"..."
One sentence made Song Lingshan stop laughing, and she said bitterly, "I ran into him today, at the villa I just acquired. He was sucking on a lollipop that a cute girl handed to him."
"What? You can tolerate this? Slap her!"
Ye Xiaoman is extremely possessive. If this happened to her, and her man was being so intimate with another girl, she would definitely go over and pull the girl's hair and slap her.
Song Lingshan said helplessly.
“We haven’t made up yet, and my dad is still in the hospital, otherwise I wouldn’t have put up with it.”
Ye Xiaoman sighed, "Ugh, this is difficult..."
Unfortunately, Song Lingshan is in a very awkward situation right now. On one side is her dying father, and on the other side is her ex-boyfriend, Zhao Feng, who could be seduced by someone else at any time.
Song Lingshan didn't want to continue the topic, so she changed the subject and asked, "When are you coming back?"
"Not necessarily. My manager said that it's not easy for the band members to get together. After this show, we might go to another city."
"Okay, then take good care of yourself, I'm going to sleep."
Okay, goodnight.
After hanging up the phone, Song Lingshan turned to the side and reached out to turn off the desk lamp.
I crawled into bed, ready to sleep.
I had just closed my eyes when the door to the living room creaked open.
Song Lingshan sat up abruptly. Had she forgotten to lock the door?
In the darkness, unable to see anything, Song Lingshan did not turn on the light rashly.
The living room light turned on by itself.
Judging from the footsteps, the person must have gone to the restroom.
"vomit……"
She must be vomiting.
This is outrageous! Which bastard drank too much, went into the wrong room, and came here to throw up?
Song Lingshan turned on the bedside lamp, picked up the gold knife she used for self-defense from the bedside table, and quickly got out of bed.
She'll teach this bastard a lesson he won't forget.
Song Lingshan gently pushed open the slightly ajar bedroom door and saw that the bathroom door was wide open.
I walked over quietly.
I looked inside and was instantly stunned.
The bastard vomiting next to the toilet was none other than her beloved ex-boyfriend, Su Luo.
Su Luo gagged at the toilet, but nothing came out.
Sensing someone behind him, he turned around blankly, his pupils shrinking sharply.
Good heavens, Song Lingshan!
Is he dreaming? Or is he hallucinating?
Isn't this my room? How could Song Lingshan be here? And right now, she's wearing a burgundy satin nightgown, her long, slightly wavy hair flowing smoothly over her shoulders, and her beautiful face, even without makeup, is staring at me blankly as if she's seen a ghost.
Upon noticing the golden dagger in Song Lingshan's hand, Su Luo's heart skipped a beat, and she asked nervously.
"You, how did you get here?"
Song Lingshan tossed the golden knife onto the washstand, somewhat annoyed, and said, "You're asking me? This is my room!"
Su Luo struggled to her feet, looked at her timidly, and whispered.
"This, isn't this 1021? This, this is definitely my room..."
Song Lingshan rolled her eyes, offering a merciless sneer.
"This is 1027, what's wrong with your eyes? You can't hold your liquor and you still drink so much, are you crazy?"
Su Luo murmured, "1027?"
No wonder Song Lingshan had a knife; she had gone to the wrong room and mistook room 1027 for room 1021.
"I'm sorry, I'll be leaving now..."
With that, Su Luo took a step and was about to go out.
But Song Lingshan grabbed his wrist and forcefully pulled him in front of her. Her narrow, fox-like eyes flashed with a dangerous light as she spoke coldly.
"An apology isn't enough; you disturbed my rest, do you even realize that?"
When she first discovered it was Su Luo, she hadn't originally planned to keep him, but he looked so tempting now.
Her whole body seemed to have been soaked in red wine; her skin was white with a rosy glow, and she had a faint scent of fruit wine about her.
His wet eyes looked at her with a wronged expression, and his voice was excessively pleasant.
My steps felt unsteady, and when I was pulled close to someone, it felt like my bones were melting and I felt incredibly weak.
Su Luo was already feeling extremely dizzy, and Song Lingshan's tugging made her even more dizzy. She looked up into Song Lingshan's eyes and said sincerely.
"Yes, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to. Please let me go, I feel so bad."
It's so hot, so hot! He's dying of heat. He wants to go back to his room and take a cold shower as soon as possible; he's about to explode from the heat.
Song Lingshan didn't respond immediately. Instead, she raised her hand and gently stroked his cheek. It was so hot, abnormally hot.
"What’s wrong with you?"
Su Luo shook her head and said weakly, "I...I don't know."
Song Lingshan raised her eyebrows slightly, already having guessed the general idea.
This idiot must have been drugged; a normal drunk wouldn't be like this.
Knowing full well, the consultant asked, "Where does it hurt?"
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