As the sky brightened, Xi Haitang woke up in the arms of a man. The messy big bed and the strangeness of her body made her face instantly turn pale.
The fragments of memory slowly came together. Looking at the torn skirt and stockings on the floor, as well as the remaining traces on her body, she remembered everything about last night.
God! How could she have fallen so low?!
She tilted her head slightly and looked to her side fearfully. The moment she saw the man's appearance clearly, she took a deep breath and said, "...Gu Xijue?!"
The man's deep black eyes were staring at her deeply, and the beautiful thin lips under the straight bridge of his nose were outlined with a half-smile, "Awake?!"
"...you...I...we..." She hesitated, but couldn't say anything clearly. This chaotic situation made her unwilling to believe the facts in front of her.
When she was stiff, her cell phone suddenly rang. The ringtone that usually sounded pleasant and sweet frightened her at this moment. She hurriedly took out the cell phone from her bag, almost suffocating her breath. Study, senior?!
When she was hesitating whether to answer the call, the man behind her had already made the decision for her. He snatched it away and threw the phone against the wall.
The smile at the corner of Gu Xijue's mouth completely disappeared, and the air around him was frozen by his cold breath, dangerous and terrifying.
His lower jaw was lifted, and Xi Haitang dodged hard, wanting to escape from his grip, but she couldn't find the point of contact. His unclothed body was a jinn area that she didn't dare to touch.
I don't even have the courage to take a look.
Her attempt to escape made Gu Xijue's anger grow even more. He narrowed his dark eyes and spoke words as sharp and hurtful as a knife edge from his cold thin lips, "I just got out of my bed and I just want to reminisce with my old lover. It's not good."
Bar?!"
"You are shameless!" Infuriated by the man's humiliation, Xi Haitang reflexively raised her right hand and threw it at his handsome face full of ridicule. He did not hide, and slapped her so loudly that her fingertips went numb.
He didn't speak, but the tall figure came close to her with oppression. The man's breath rushed into her nose, making her feel a little dizzy, "Let go! Let me go..."
"You are the first woman to hit me!" The low, deep voice was alluring, and the hot breath sprayed on her delicate neck, which was hot and sultry, bringing a slight tingling.
Her heart was beating wildly uncontrollably, "I'm sorry... I didn't mean to... I..."