Don't cry, baby. I'll punish you tonight.

Lin Qinghuan felt pain and made an ambiguous and irritating sound.

Luo Zhouran, with trembling hands, reached around Lin Qinghuan's back and tried to unbutton her bra.

“No…” Lin Qinghuan murmured, pushing randomly with her hands, hitting his chest softly like a kitten’s paw, “Luo Zhouran, I don’t want it.”

Maybe she was somewhat conscious.

Tears streamed down her cheeks.

He wanted to do something, but she couldn't resist even when she was sober, let alone when she was drunk.

Luo Zhouran stood up, sat astride her, and stared at that face in a daze.

A large area of ​​her skin was exposed, attracting the young and energetic boy.

Desire can be ignited at a touch.

With a "pa" sound, Luo Zhouran slapped himself and cursed himself inwardly like a beast. He bent down again to button up Lin Qinghuan's clothes.

Taking advantage of someone's weakness is no different from a rapist.

He stood up, turned around and ran to the kitchen to make some hangover soup for Lin Qinghuan.

When the soup was brought back, Lin Qinghuan curled up on the bed, into a small ball, which was an extremely insecure posture.

"Lin Qinghuan, drink some hangover soup." He brought it over and placed the soup on the bedside table. He picked up Lin Qinghuan, who was limp all over. "Drink it, you'll feel better."

Lin Qinghuan was really obedient. He would listen even when he had blackouts. He would open his mouth when he was told to and drink when he was told to.

After they finished drinking, Luo Zhouran helped her back and covered her with a blanket. He didn't mind that she reeked of alcohol and lay on his spotless bed without taking a shower or washing her feet.

Cleanliness also varies from person to person.

Then he went to the public bathroom, took a quick shower, moved a quilt, and went to sleep on the sofa in the living room.

Destined to be a sleepless night.

Especially those who have someone in their love but cannot get the love they want are most likely to suffer from insomnia late at night.

He tossed and turned until Lin Qinghuan woke up.

It’s about six in the morning.

Lin Qinghuan walked out of the master bedroom with messy hair and sat on the sofa opposite him.

"You've been tossing and turning for a long time," she said.

Luo Zhouran sat up and stared at her, his tone a little angry, "Lin Qinghuan, do you have any common sense of safety? Next time, don't drink with boys casually. Why are you so blacked out?"

Lin Qinghuan was stunned, not quite understanding his sudden anger.

"Especially for a guy who likes you but can't get you. He might do something outrageous to you, and you'll regret it."

He probably thought of the phrase "picking up corpses". When girls and boys go out, they must not get drunk.

Lin Qinghuan didn't think about this problem, she only thought that she felt uncomfortable and needed an outlet.

"I trust you, that's why I drink so much in front of you without restraint!" She lowered her head. She now completely and unconditionally believed in Luo Zhouran. He was like a life-saving straw to her.

"Don't test human nature!" He almost, almost did that.

She obviously didn't know that he almost made a mistake and just said "Oh".

"If...if I really did that...what would you do?" Luo Zhouran still asked.

"It's nothing, but you broke the law!" She reminded him kindly. She only felt that she was cheap. He Yanlang had worn away all her pride, making her so humble that she couldn't even raise her head in front of Luo Zhouran.

"Are you going to sue me?"

Lin Qinghuan raised her head and looked at Luo Zhouran as if he were a fool. "What are you talking about?"

"If I did that to you, would you sue me?"

"No," Lin Qinghuan answered quickly. That would ruin Luo Zhouran's life, and she couldn't do that. "But I don't want to have anything to do with you in my life."

She felt guilty and grateful towards Luo Zhouran, but not in love with him.

If something really happens, let's just return to the crowd.

"I'm going to take a shower?" Lin Qinghuan looked at Luo Zhouran inquiringly, as he smelled terrible all over. After all, this was his home.

"Go ahead!" Luo Zhouran responded.

The sound of water splashing could be heard in the bathroom, but it was still dark.

Lin Qinghuan finished her shower and opened the bathroom door, still wearing her dirty clothes. She thought that if she went back to school now, she would be able to get in when the dormitory door opened.

She wiped her hair.

Luo Zhouran leaned against the bathroom door, thinking.

Lin Qinghuan had his back to him.

Then Luo Zhouran walked in and hugged Lin Qinghuan from behind. She was stunned and wanted to resist, but finally gave up when she saw the injured pretty face.

She remained motionless.

Luo Zhouran leaned against her ear and teased her, "What should I do? Lin Qinghuan, I still miss you!"

Even if I know you have had sex with another man, I still like you.

Lin Qinghuan didn't move.

He rubbed against me and begged me like a kitten trying to please its owner, "Can you give it to me too? Please, I miss you and want you."

"But, Zhou Ran, I don't like you." She shed tears and explained patiently.

There is still no love. No matter what he does, Lin Qinghuan will never like him.

He laughed and cried, "He Yanlang has no love for you either. How can you give it to him willingly? I can't do that."

Has her dream not been shattered yet?

Lin Qinghuan was stunned.

She had nothing to say.

Most of the time she followed her heart.

She was not a smart girl, nor a rational person, and she didn't know how to deal with troublesome emotions.

This was her first time experiencing such a mess, and she did not have the ability or sufficient experience to handle it beautifully and to everyone's satisfaction.

She only knew that she owed Luo Zhouran.

Give money, give all the money to Luo Zhouran.

But it was obvious that Luo Zhouran was much richer than her, and money couldn't make up for it.

Then all that's left is this body.

Luo Zhouran straightened Lin Qinghuan, her wet hair was still dripping down.

He held her face and begged carefully, "Give it to me, please? I will be responsible for you. I am serious, not just playing around."

She bit her lip, tears falling uncontrollably, shaking her head and calling his name, "Luo Zhouran."

Luo Zhouran knew very clearly that as long as he continued to beg, Lin Qinghuan's psychological defenses would be completely broken, and he could take advantage of the situation and achieve his own goal.

You see, he knew she didn't want to.

However, out of some sense of guilt, she would let him lead her by the nose.

Everyone is dark and hypocritical inside.

He stared at Lin Qinghuan's fair neck. The traces of ambiguity from last night had disappeared a little. As if on purpose, he pushed Lin Qinghuan against the washstand, tempting her to look at the marks on her neck in the mirror.

"When I was looking for you like crazy, you were doing it with another man."

I couldn't control my tears, they flowed like a flood.

She is really vile.

"I'm...I'm...sorry..." She burst into tears and cried like a tearful baby.