Ouyang Lingyun woke up from the nightmare in a cold sweat. He suddenly sat up and was shocked to find that Situ Wen was lying next to him naked, and the surrounding environment was completely unfamiliar!
Ouyang Lingyun, who had just woken up from the nightmare and still had lingering fears, his face darkened and he asked warily.
"Where is this? Why are you in my bed?!"
"This is the place I plan to use as our new house. Last night...everything happened to us."
Situ Wen shyly covered herself with the quilt, exposing her smooth shoulders and sinister collarbones, and explained awkwardly, her fair face flushed with embarrassment.
"impossible!"
Ouyang Lingyun denied it without thinking, jumped out of bed and started to put on his clothes randomly, and tried hard to recall everything about last night.
"You were drunk and mistook me for Qingqing."
Ouyang Lingyun's strong denial made Situ Wen tighten her grip tightly. She clenched the sheets with her little hands and explained calmly.
"No way! There's no way I'm interested in you!"
Long Fei Niao Ping Ping Mi made an appointment with Gu Gao Gao Lao Sang. She clearly remembered that Oil Ping came last, but she couldn't remember how he ended up with Situ Wen. What happened?
墶山咤咢墠平矮Mu煭筟韟 blew and surrendered, causing the emperor to ask for Zhuhuan!
Ouyang Lingyun's directness and ruthlessness made Situ Wen burst into tears. She wore her own clothes boringly and murmured aggrievedly.
Does Bad Xunlang want to say that he is not interested in Qingqing either?
"Then why is there no red on the sheets?"
Ouyang Lingyun's sharp eyes noticed that not only were the pink and white sheets not messy at all, but there was no trace of her purity at all.
Hasn’t this woman always prided herself on being arrogant and innocent?
If everything really happened to them last night, there should be Luo Hong.
"Because it broke accidentally when I was playing sports when I was very young."
Situ Wen explained guiltily, wondering whether Yun had a virginity complex?
"Did everything really happen?"
Ouyang Lingyun's eyebrows were twisted in pain, he swallowed his saliva, and asked in disbelief.
Situ Wen nodded firmly, obviously still with tears in his eyes, but couldn't help laughing, whether he was happy or sad, he couldn't tell.
"I was drunk and not sober. You were sober. Why did you let the mistake happen?!"
Ouyang Lingyun roared uncontrollably. Before he could wake up from the shock of losing Qingqing, he actually did that kind of thing with Situ Wen.
When I thought that I had touched Situ Wen, I felt a sense of disgust in my heart, and I wished I could turn back time to prevent this from happening.
"Because I love you and can't refuse you. Even if you treat me as Qingqing and want me every time in the future, I will still be willing. Yun, let's start over!"
The smile froze on Situ Wen's face. Situ Wen hugged the excited Ouyang Lingyun tightly and burst into tears.
"No, I won't touch you again! I was drunk last night and can't remember anything, so I won't be responsible. If you think you were hurt, it's your own fault. Who told you to be sober? but did not resist.”
Long Fei Niao Zhen Ping Chuang Jian stated coldly and ruthlessly, with no trace of pity or affection in his cold eyes.
"cloud?"
Situ Wen looked at the ruthless man in front of her with hurt eyes. Was he still the Ouyang Lingyun she knew?
"Women are all beasts! I will never trust any woman again, including you! I will never give my sincerity again. Sincerity is all false lies! I may play with any woman and go to bed with any woman, but no matter what I won’t be with you either! I can’t give you your sincerity and I don’t want to let it down again… I think I’ve made it very clear.”
The cold and hoarse voice spoke sincerely. Ouyang Lingyun turned around hurt and left without a trace of nostalgia.
"Yun, where are you going?"
Ouyang Lingyun's words deeply hurt Situ Wen's heart, and Situ Wen grabbed Ouyang Lingyun in panic.
Is he leaving now? Is he leaving just like that?
Doesn't he know that his mental state is still very poor and he needs a good rest?
Moreover, even if they really have a relationship, isn't he prepared to take responsibility?!
The Ouyang Lingyun she knew was not such an irresponsible man at all!
Ouyang Lingyun only paused for a moment, then broke free from Situ Wen's restraints and walked towards the door with his long legs.
"Are you going to find Qingqing?"
Situ Wen looked at Ouyang Lingyun's leaving back and yelled. Seeing that his steps stopped, Situ Wen hurriedly added.
"Don't go, the plane bound for London has already taken off! Qingqing and Brother Murong are going to the UK for their honeymoon. They will stay in the UK until Cambridge starts school and then go directly to report."
Ouyang Lingyun turned around and looked at Situ Wen suspiciously with his cold, emotionless eyes.
"Qingqing entrusted you to me before she left. Lingyun, I don't want you to be responsible, but let me take care of you, okay?"
Situ Wen threw herself into Ling Yun's arms, coveting the warmth in Ling Yun's arms, and begged tenderly and considerately.
Sure enough, it was she who called Situ Wen here!
Xia Qingqing, you cruel woman!
She actually played with his feelings, got his sincerity, and then gave up on him.
She even didn't hesitate to give him up to her love rival,
It was she who pushed him to Situ Wen with her own hands and pushed him onto Situ Wen's bed*!
He doesn't need to feel guilty or apologetic at all for his cheating.
But why is my heart still hurting so much that I can’t even breathe?
Xia Qingqing, you are so cruel!
I, Ouyang Lingyun, will never let you go!
"Don't touch me!!"
Ouyang Lingyun, who had a sinister look on his face, sneered clearly, pushed Situ Wen away in his arms, gnashed his teeth and cursed lowly, his bloodthirsty eyes filled with the flames of revenge.
"Ling Yun, can you please wake up and cheer up?! It was Qingqing who hurt you, not me, Situ Wen!"
Situ Wen, who had always been willing to compromise, couldn't help but roared with tears in her eyes.
"It's all the same, women are poison!!"
Ouyang Lingyun clenched his fists tightly, and every word squeezed out from between his teeth was like coming from hell, and he left without any nostalgia.