super perfect boyfriend

"Ah. My head hurts so much." I pressed my forehead and felt uncomfortable.What's the matter with me.Why does my head hurt so much?Oh, I remembered.I drank alcohol yesterday.As if drunk.

Looking at the surrounding environment, I suddenly felt cold.This room is dominated by black tones.Very gloomy, people feel a little weird.Even the curtains are black.

but.A very serious problem came up, this, not my room.What's going on here?Could it be that I was drunk and went to the street to play crazy, and then what?A fat man covered in fat brought me back...

Could it be that this is his home. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" I screamed loudly!My innocence, my innocence, my innocence is gone.woo woo woo.what to do.

"It's so early in the morning, what's the noise?" A leisurely and calm voice came.

I found that Xia Ouchen was already wearing a school uniform, leaning against the door.

"Boom—Xia Ouchen!! Why are you there!" I pointed at him and asked tremblingly, hugging the quilt, crawling and curling up in the corner.

"Why am I not here. This is my home, do you want me to be in bed with you?" He smiled at me ambiguously.My face suddenly turned red.

"I, I, I... mean why am I at your house." I stammered and asked.This is a normal reaction of girls in general.

"You were drunk yesterday. Your brother left, so I had no choice but to take in you, a hangover woman." He looked at me with disgust.

"Then we...we...have..." I lowered my head and asked him embarrassedly.

"What the hell are you thinking? No." He looked at me funny, "If you want it, tell me in advance."

"What! Tell me earlier, I'm scared to death." I stood up and stretched.Wait a minute, what's with the pajamas on this body.

I frantically threw myself on Xia Ouchen's body, hooking my feet around his waist, "What's wrong with my clothes! Who changed them!" My reputation.

"Of course I changed it." He said with a face of course.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" I screamed, grabbing his neck.I am dead.They were all seen.

"Ahem!" He pulled my hand away and explained with a broken face, "I'm lying to you, I asked the nanny to change it for you. You vomited on me yesterday, and you still have yourself, so you can't change it."

"Oh. That's more or less the same." I calmed down.