360-degree deep kiss, the president's sweet treat

004: Her name is Shui Shui, Shui Shui!dawn.

The morning sun shone into this alley, and the bustle of the night was receded, and the morning at this moment was very peaceful.

The woman on the bed woke up slowly, with a hangover tormenting her, her fingers fell on her head, and she pressed gently, "Oh, it hurts!"

"Are you awake?" A cold voice came from somewhere in the room.

The woman thumped in fright, her fingers tightly grasped the thin quilt on her body, and her big misty eyes scanned the room, "Who are you?"

He was sitting against the light, and she had just woken up, her head was not clear enough, she couldn't see his appearance clearly, she only saw a nice shadow.

"Who are you?" He walked over gracefully, step by step, calmly and powerfully, and stood beside her bed.

"I, I'm Shui Shui!" Only then did she realize that he had a face that fascinated all living beings, so handsome that both humans and gods were angry.

"Shui Shui?" He asked back, deliberating on these two words over and over again.

Is it such a coincidence? Her name is Shui Shui, and the surname Shui is repeated twice.

She might not know how important this word is to him, so she said it easily.

She kept stepping back, watching him kneel on the side of the bed, approaching her.

"You, what are you going to do?" She was so frightened that she swallowed a few breaths of air.

"What are you doing, shouldn't you be asking last night?" He grabbed her chin and pulled her face closer.

what?

Shui Shui's heart flew past countless grass mud horses, and her chaotic mind began to think about what happened last night. She drank wine, what, wine, she actually drank wine, she claimed to pour it down, and there were too many people in the room at that time , she couldn't sleep there, so she got up and went out, and then...

"Remember?" he asked.

"Yeah." She replied.

"That me, I didn't do anything to you, did I?" she asked.

"What do you think?" He smiled evilly and gave her a look that he understood.

The light brows are getting tighter and tighter. She has always slept dishonestly. She sleeps with fruit on weekdays. He was kicked out of the bed several times when he was fine. No, no, sleeping, sleeping with someone, this is not at home.

Too bad, she, she, won't be with him...

"You are taking advantage of others!" A pair of watery eyes were stained with anger, and she looked at him angrily, she took her slender arms out of the quilt, and was about to greet his face.

His arm was stopped in mid-air, his slender fingers clenched tightly on the wrist, "Do you know why people who commit suicide cut this place?"

His thumb rubbed back and forth against the blood vessels on her wrist, and his eyes looked at her fiercely.

A crystal tear fell, slipped from the pointy chin, and dripped into the white bedding.

A cloud of dark gray soon formed there, but it was the first time that Huo Nianchen saw so clearly that his pupils were tears from his own tears, and it took less than a second.

"Why are you crying?" he asked irritably.

Shui Shui sniffed hard, and flung his hand away, "You can mess around just because of my memory loss, right? Let me tell you, I don't lose my memory every day!"

Huo Nianchen's gloomy face became even more gloomy, what a wonderful woman!