When Bu Xianxian woke up, the apartment was still cold.
Opening his sleepy eyes in pain and frowning, Bu Xianxian quickly scanned the room with his big eyes.
It's daybreak? She looked at where she was. She didn't need to think anymore. She knew that Heiye had definitely not come back. When did she fall asleep last night? She remembered that she called several of Heiye's friends, Hei Linglong and others.
After the phone call, I felt a little sleepy.
Looking up at the time, Bu Xianxian couldn't help but feel a little worried.
How come he didn't come back all night and didn't even get a phone call?
At this moment, the phone next to him rang through the whole room, as if consciously.
"Hello?" Bu Xianxian picked up the phone anxiously, "Hello? Is it dark night?"
There was no response from the other side of the phone.
"Heiye?" Bu Xianxian called again, and Bu Xianxian's voice trembled involuntarily. My dear, it shouldn't be bad news, right?
The more he thought about it, the faster Bu Xianxian's heart beat and the more anxious his tone became.
"Hey, who's there? Speak quickly..."
Finally, when Bu Xianxian was almost going crazy, there was some movement on the other side of the phone. The thin rustling sound sounded like someone was getting dressed.
"Xianxian..." A familiar voice came through the phone.
Bi Nian'er? There should be no mistake. This voice should be Bi Nian'er, right?
"Miss Bi, what's the matter?" Bu Xianxian's hand holding the microphone was a little nervous.
"Sorry for waking you up so early in the morning," Bi Nian'er apologized with a smile, "because I drank too much last night and I didn't know where he lived, so... I took him with me.
We've arrived at the Hilton Hotel, are you convenient now? Can you bring some clothes for him to change into? His clothes are a little dirty!"
Bu Xianxian, who was still a little anxious just now, heard a "coax" in her head, and her thinking suddenly stopped. She stared blankly ahead, her hand holding the microphone a little unsteady.
Did they spend the night together last night?
"Xianxian, are you listening? Because I am still in a hurry to go home, so please come over, room 501."
Bi Nian'er's words brought Bu Xianxian's thoughts back to reality: "Is this room 501? I'll go there now, thank you!"
After hanging up the phone, Bu Xianxian was a little dazed. Suddenly, she felt a little bored and even breathless.
Since Bi Nian'er knew the phone number of Heiye's apartment, why couldn't he find his apartment? And what was Heiye doing?
Taking a deep breath, Bu Xianxian tidied herself up, then hurried out the door with Heiye's clothes.
When Bu Xianxian arrived at the Hilton Hotel, Bi Nian'er had already told the hotel staff about the matter and left.
Entering Room 501, Bu Xianxian's anger suddenly rose.
Damn man, he slept so soundly!
Holding back his anger, Bu Xianxian strode forward, pulled off the quilt on Heiye, and growled: "Get up!"
Heiye slowly opened his eyes and glanced at Bu Xianxian, yawned slightly, then closed his eyes, turned over and continued to sleep.
Very good! Looking at Heiye who was covered in red fruits, Bu Xianxian threw the bag in his hand on the ground, picked up the vase on the side, took out the flowers, held the bottle high and poured it directly towards Heiye's face without any explanation.
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Heiye felt a chill on his face and neck, and he stood upright. He quickly rolled up from the bed and quickly grabbed Bu Xianxian's wrist.
The drunkenness all night and the headache from not having enough sleep made him suppress a fire in his heart, and there was unconcealable anger in his eyes. He pursed his lips and glared at Bu Xianxian. After a few seconds, his lips finally split: "
Bu Xianxian, what are you doing?"
Don't you think he's troubled enough now?
Bu Xianxian looked at the expression on Heiye's face, and the anger in his heart became even more intense. "That's good, are you starting to lose your temper at her now?"
Gritting her teeth, she first took a few deep breaths to suppress the tightness in her chest. Then, she bent down, picked up the clothes on the ground, and threw them directly at Hei Ye's body.
"What am I doing? I'm giving you clothes!"
Heiye caught the clothes thrown by Bu Xianxian in confusion and rubbed his aching temples with one hand. Only then did he realize that the environment he was in was a little different.
Fragments passed through his mind one by one, and the memories slowly eroded his memory. Hei Ye glanced at Bu Xianxian standing aside, then sighed and hugged her shoulders.
"Angry?"
Bu Xianxian bit her lower lip and glared at him: "Don't dare! I'm just losing my temper!"
"I drank too much last night!"
Too much to drink? Ha, just because he had too much to drink, could he spend the night outside with other women? And... he was actually naked? They just drank until they went to bed!
Raising her eyebrows, she slapped away Heiye's big hand holding her shoulder. Bu Xianxian glanced at Heiye, turned around and walked away.
Hold it back, she has to hold it back! After experiencing so many misunderstandings, she must have overthought this time.
"You should go take a shower first, it stinks!" Bu Xianxian wrinkled his nose, turned his head to the side, and said lightly.
Heiye held the clothes in his hands, walked up to Bu Xianxian, kissed her slowly on the forehead, and then slowly walked into the bathroom.
Only Bu Xianxian and the clothes scattered on the floor were left in the room. She sighed, bent down resignedly, and slowly picked up the clothes on the ground. But by some strange coincidence, after picking up the clothes, she slowly
I walked to the trash can and took a look.
If Bu Xianxian didn't look into the trash can, then maybe all this was just drunkenness. But when she saw the contents of the trash can, her head felt dizzy and she was a little unsteady on her feet.
This is just a coincidence, really just a coincidence...
Bu Xianxian kept saying to himself that this was just something left by the previous guest...
Even though she said this, she still couldn't calm down. Even in an ordinary hotel, room service staff will clean the room after the guests leave, let alone a Hilton hotel?
Bu Xianxian stood beside the trash can in a daze, his ears ringing, a sense of sourness lingering in his nose, and his heart aching.
She desperately held back the tears in her eyes and held the hands holding the clothes tightly together.
What an uncomfortable feeling!
Heartbroken? Angry? Or resentful?
Bu Xianxian was in a daze and staggered.
"Are you feeling unwell?" Heiye and the others who had just come out of the bathroom quickly walked to Bu Xianxian and supported her, "Are you still too tired?"
Slowly raising his head, looking at the anxious look in front of him, Bu Xianxian actually felt nauseous.
Don't doubt! Don't! They can no longer bear such serious injuries!
"No, I just haven't had breakfast yet!" The sour taste slowly rose up in Bu Xianxian's throat along with Bu Xianxian's words. Even for a moment, Bu Xianxian knew that she really wanted to pull Hei Ye's collar towards him.
roar.
"You!" Bu Xianxian tapped Bu Xianxian's forehead, and Heiye's expression was full of worry, "When will you learn to take care of yourself?"
Bu Xianxian was stunned for a moment, then tightened his palms: "I have always been taking care of you..."
Is he really worried about her?
Or is this his warmth that is the same for every woman?
Looking away, Bu Xianxian said with a fake smile: "Let's go back. You don't feel like you have a hangover. I'll make you a hangover soup!"
She must firmly believe that she cannot be emotionally affected by the devil in her heart!
After they got together, his kindness to her was obvious to all! Even if a man loves her because of sex, his feelings for her must be true! The love that was finally obtained cannot be easily destroyed by her suspicion.
Shaking his somewhat dizzy head, Bu Xianxian put on his clothes, then took Hei Ye's elbow and walked out of the guest room slowly.
"Last night... Bi Nian'er and I went to Charming to drink some wine because of official business!" Heiye said slowly after getting in the taxi, "Because I drank a little too much, so... I'm sorry!"
Bu Xianxian raised her lips slightly, turned her head and smiled at Heiye: "It's business, it doesn't matter! I understand!"
Is it not easy to get drunk with Heiye's alcohol capacity? What's more, she still doesn't understand that since she is drinking in Charming, it is not difficult to know the address of Heiye's apartment...
The words he heard in the toilet that night when he was drinking rang in Bu Xianxian's ears again.
Was that night really her auditory hallucination?
Bi Nian'er, what are you doing? What is your purpose?
"Miss Bi...well, have you met Miss Bi's boyfriend?" Bu Xianxian asked slowly while thinking.
"Bi Nian'er's boyfriend?" Although Hei Ye was surprised as to why Asynchronous Xianxian suddenly asked about Bi Nian'er, he still said honestly, "I've seen the photos!"
"What kind of person is that?"
Heiye looked at Bu Xianxian funnyly, and his mind suddenly turned around: "It's better without me! What's wrong, do you want to fall in love with someone else?"
Women are changeable and suspicious. This little girl is probably overthinking, right?
Hearing this, Bu Xianxian looked a little embarrassed. She stretched out her hand and put it around Heiye's waist, murmuring in a low voice: "Isn't this just for you? Are you still teasing me, is it fun? Do you want me to do this to you?
You don’t even care?”
These words made Hei Ye feel warm in his heart. He stretched out his hand to pinch Bu Xianxian's cheek and said funnyly: "Okay, okay, you must not turn a blind eye. Jealous women are still very attractive!"
After saying that, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows at Bu Xianxian.
"Who are you saying is jealous? I'm not!" Bu Xianxian pursed her lips and argued.
"Yes, you are not jealous, you are just soaked in jealousy..." He suppressed the smile on his face and said seriously in the dark night.
After saying that, he deliberately shrugged towards Bu Xianxian.
"You..." Bu Xianxian bit her lower lip, knowing that she couldn't speak in the dark night. She turned her head and looked at the car glass, feeling a little discouraged.