Chapter 397: Very well, she really has stiff wings!
Not only was she drunk...but she was also with a man!
Anger was suddenly ignited in my heart.
He stood up from the ground, his clothes were still loose and his hair was completely spread out, some hanging on the back of his head and some hanging on his chest.
He took a few steps forward and opened the bead curtain.[
The white silk clothes were slightly wet, and a large area of snow-white skin on her chest was exposed.
With such disheveled hair, if he were an ordinary person, he would inevitably look a little crazy.
But his disheveled hair makes people feel extremely charming.
There was an air of looseness all over his body.
The green silk is as black as ink, and the slender neck is as smooth and white as jade.
"Wait for me to change clothes~!"
Very good, she really has strong wings!
I dare to treat his words as falling on deaf ears.
The night breeze was blowing, and there was a rustling sound of leaves being blown by the wind in the bamboo forest.
On a bamboo couch, a pretty woman in a pink skirt lay.
The moonlight spilled in from the window and fell on her clean and bright little face, as if covered with a layer of gauze, making her face look a bit hazy and beautiful.
Her black hair fell down from the bamboo couch as she turned over.
The gleaming light reflected by the moonlight shines in the black.
"Well, my head hurts..."
Mu Yanli woke up from her sleep and let out a hoarse moan.
Why does my head hurt so much?
It was as if it was going to explode. My whole head felt dizzy and heavy, as if there was a big stone pressing on the top of my head.
She stretched out her hand and rubbed her forehead twice, blinked, and looked at her surroundings in confusion.
When I first opened my eyes, everything I saw was dark.[
As she gradually adapted to the light in the room, some things gradually became clearer.
Through the bright moonlight, she could vaguely see the furnishings in the room.
This is a...bamboo house?
The faint fragrance of bamboo leaves drifted into her nose with the wind, making her feel refreshed.
Where is this...why is she in this place?
She sat up from the couch, couldn't help but rub her forehead and groaned in pain, "Why does my head hurt so much..."