Crazy! The school beauty's mother works as my secretary!

Lu Qingqian walked towards her room in surprise.

There was a faint fragrance in the room, the fragrance of her body.

The big bed in the bedroom was covered with a thin sky blue quilt.

Chen Mo smiled faintly, gave her a look, and said:

"Just like before, lie down."

"That was too gentle last time. I'm going to teach you a lesson this time."

"what?"

Lu Qingqian's face turned red instantly.

But she still bit her lower lip and slowly walked to the bed.

"Then you hit him."

"You promised to go home with me during the New Year?"

Lu Qingqian was still a little worried, and asked with a look that was seven parts drunken and three parts sober.

"of course."

Chen Mo answered straightforwardly.

Lu Qingqian hesitated for a moment, bit her red lips lightly, and lay down obediently.

The hem of her skirt was pulled up, revealing a small part of her white waist.

Chen Mo walked behind her and slapped her in the face.

There was a crisp snap.

The force was a little stronger than before, with a hint of punishment.

"what……"

Lu Qingqian cried out in pain, and her eyes turned red instantly.

But instead of dodging, he turned around.

She hugged Chen Mo's waist and buried her face in his arms.

The voice was filled with tears, yet also with a bit of coquettish softness:

“It hurts~

Chen Mo looked down at her red eyes and was about to apologize when she suddenly pushed him down onto the thin blue blanket.

Lu Qingqian lay on top of him, nuzzling his chest, her voice filled with drunken confusion and boldness:

"Do you like beating me so much? Then keep going~"

Her breath carried the aroma of red wine, the scent of the quilt, and her body odor.

With an enticing flavor.

Lu Qingqian said, climbed up, continued to lie on his stomach, and hummed:

"Come on, you bad student who hit your own professor!"

Chen Mo raised his eyebrows.

Just being weak and coquettish.

Are you in a bad mood again?

He was drunk and had multiple personalities?

Row.

Snapped!

Chen Mo doesn't indulge her.

He stood up and raised his hand, slapping him several times in a row.

Lu Qingqian's delicate oval face turned into a sunset glow.

She bit her red lips hard.

After Chen Mo hit again.

She couldn't bear it anymore and turned around to pounce on Chen Mo again.

Lu Qingqian's eyes were red, and she pursed her red lips, her eyes filled with tears and grievance.

She couldn't bear it any longer, so she hugged Chen Mo and kissed him.

"Hmm~"

The light fell on the two figures.

The moonlight outside the window quietly poured in, making this absurd and ambiguous night particularly intense.

When the sky outside the window was a pale pale gray, Lu Qingqian fell into a deep sleep with a feeling of soreness all over her body.

My limbs felt like they were filled with lead and I didn't have the strength to move a finger.

Her cheeks still had the blush from last night.

There was also a special smell in the room, intertwined into an ambiguous atmosphere that made her heart beat faster.

She lay on her side, her long black hair spread on the pillow.

The corners of his mouth were unconsciously pursed, as if he was still savoring the absurdity and passion of last night.

Chen Mo was the first to wake up.

He gently pushed away Lu Qingqian's hand that was wrapped around his arm, so gently that he was afraid of disturbing her.

Leave the room and walk around.

Arrived at Zeng Shuying's door.

Knock gently.

There is no response from inside yet.

He probably hasn't woken up yet.

Chen Mo gently turned the doorknob, pushed the door open and walked in.

Zeng Shuying was seen curled up, covered with the blanket that Chen Mo had casually thrown over her last night.

She frowned slightly, as if she was suffering from a hangover headache.

Chen Mo turned and left the room, tiptoeing to the kitchen.

I boiled a pot of warm water and found two hangover pills and placed them on the coffee table.

Not long after, Zeng Shuying sat up, rubbing her temples, and the dizziness from the hangover made her shake her head.

When she saw Chen Mo, she was stunned for a moment, and then her cheeks flushed.

I was drunk last night and the scene of Truth or Dare is still vivid in my mind.

Fortunately, the two have a close relationship.

Not too embarrassing.

"Good morning, where's Qingqian?"

"Still sleeping."

Chen Mo replied with a smile.

Zeng Shuying nodded slightly and replied subconsciously:

"She drank quite a bit of wine and must have been very tired last night..."