His head was still so dizzy that Yi Ning did not go back to the dressing room to change clothes. He put on his thin windbreaker and staggered out of the water and clouds. Every time his toes touched the ground, it felt like he was stepping on the clouds. It was particularly illusory.
Unreal.
The streets in the early morning! It’s so damn deserted!
Yi Ning was suffocating in her heart and wanted to scold someone, but she didn't know who to scold! She just mumbled indistinctly, like a real drunkard!
The street lights were dim and there were no pedestrians in sight. Only an occasional car rushed by with a hint of arrogance.
Yi Ning just walked like this. She didn't even know if the road she was walking was the way back to her residence. She just felt that the road was so long and her body was so heavy. It was so heavy that it didn't feel like her own body. It was so heavy that she almost moved.
No more steps.
It felt like I had walked for a long time, and I sat down on the roadside. I was tired and didn't want to walk any more.
My body is very hot, but my body is very cold!
My head feels so swollen and painful! My whole body feels extremely uncomfortable!
She was still wearing Shui Yunjian's work clothes, and it was only under the light that she could see clearly. This shirt, which didn't look like anything special, was so damn transparent!
Not only the black underwear inside is visible, but also the pink flesh of her body.
This is no different from not wearing it! It’s even more tempting than not wearing it!
The skirt on the lower body is also short enough, just enough to cover my butt, without even an inch more!
Damn it, it was that pervert who made such clothes!
The wind is blowing and it's very cold!
Mu Yining folded her arms and hugged her cold body.
Who do you think you are? Are you still the good student Mu Yining who excels in everything in school? Are you still your mother's good daughter?
Yi Ning wanted to cry a little, but her eyes were sore and raw, but no tears fell.
He just sat on the roadside with his knees in his arms, wrapped himself tightly in his windbreaker, and then buried his head between his arms. This was a self-protective posture.
It was desolate everywhere, but the night wind was touching the girl with its cold hands, expressing his love and care for the girl!
In an accommodation building behind him, the lights on the sixteenth floor were always on. The two-bedroom room was very bland, and Ling Chennan was the only bright spot in the room.
Ling Chennan stood behind the dark green billowing curtains. He had a face with sharp angles, eyebrows like stars like the moon exuding a deep and seductive light, a straight bridge of nose, thin but extremely sexy lips tightly pursed, and an expression on his face.
Looking melancholy at the night outside the window.
He is waiting for a girl, waiting for a girl he loves deeply, and this girl is destined not to come back!
The reason why Ling Chennan was depressed and lost was simple. You could tell from the pile of photos scattered on the coffee table behind him. They were photos of a young and charming woman and another man.
There are photos of two people kissing each other sweetly, there are also photos of the two of them entering and exiting hotels, and there are also photos of two people holding hands while having dinner.
The woman in the photo has short, flamboyant red hair and pretty eyebrows. She sticks her body to the man next to her like candy, and smiles very sweetly!
What makes Ling Chennan feel angry is that she has never smiled like this at herself!
The man holding his woman in his arms, the compelling aura exuding, and the victor's look in his eyes, made Chen Nan feel as if he was suffocating.