Chapter 2: On the wedding night, the groom changes hands 2
The setting sun penetrated the thick curtains, and it was as bleak as blood. This day was about to pass again.
Qiao Xiaomai slowly opened his eyes, but felt a splitting headache. He was so confused that he seemed to have had a long dream that night, and his whole body was sore and weak.
Struggling all night, running all night.
Is the wedding night always like this? She saw the man lying next to her in confusion. At this time, her head was still leaning on his shoulder, with an attitude of nostalgia for the newlyweds. It was so strange!
For the first time in her life, she lay on a man's shoulder and slept soundly all night.
She is married.
Married to this man.
From now on, when I open my eyes every day, he will be the first thing I see.
I couldn't help but blush on my face, and then I remembered that this was my husband, this was the wedding night - wait, husband!
One line.
That elegant and handsome face.
I can't imagine how crazy he got last night.
No wonder, he said he insisted on saving the best for the wedding night.
At this time, she could clearly see the face of the man next to her - Oh my God!
Not Jiang and his party.
no.
This is a stranger.
I didn't recognize him at all.
She was so shocked that her pupils almost dilated.
The ground was in a mess - torn skirts, his own casual clothes, men's clothes... all piled up in a mess... and he was completely empty.
Just like that man.
He was also naked.
Especially, his strong arms were still holding her domineeringly, letting her head rest in his arms so tenderly.
Even if she turned slightly to the side, he wouldn't allow it and still hugged her domineeringly.
She hit her head hard, wondering if last night was a dream or if it was a dream now.
pain.
This time I hit too hard.
She groaned in pain.
That muffled groan woke the man up. Perhaps he had woken up a long time ago. He opened his eyes, took a narrow look at the dazed woman in his arms, and winked at her: "Hi, Mai, good morning..."
She was stunned.
This is not a dream.
This is true.
She opened her mouth wide and wanted to say something, but her throat was so dry and astringent that she couldn't say anything.
She was about to turn over, but he hugged her tightly. Before she could speak, he had already pressed up on her and kissed her tenderly.
She was so shocked that she completely forgot to resist. She opened her eyes very wide and looked at this stranger in disbelief——
Yes, it was this stranger who was kissing me.
And he was so gentle, natural, and domineering - without feeling any shame at all, as if he really was her new husband...
All her senses were awakened, she pushed him away fiercely, jumped out of bed, randomly found some clothes to put on, rushed into the kitchen, took a kitchen knife across her chest, and dialed 110 without thinking...
While she was doing all this, the man kept leaning on the bed and looking at her leisurely, without any trace of panic in his eyes, just like a cat admiring a struggling little mouse.
Qiao Xiaomai held the kitchen knife tightly, and his voice trembled: "You...who are you? Who are you?"
He casually picked up the white shirt next to him and put it on his body. His arms and chest were incredibly strong, but his face was exceptionally handsome and delicate, especially his pair of peach blossom eyes with a narrow smile, which was even more captivating. But all of this seemed
In Qiao Xiaomai's eyes, he was even more frightened: "You...who are you? How did you get in?"