"I'll do it myself." In order to wake himself up and clear his head, Datong tried to recall what happened, so he drank one bowl of tea after another, and the last pot of tea was finished.
"Young master, where are you drinking tea? I think you are drinking wine." Huang Ying said with a smile.
Even after drinking the tea, Datong still felt dry in the mouth and even a little hot in the body.
I opened the window and saw that the lights outside were dim. It was already midnight. The cool breeze came and I finally felt a little better. But in the end, the cool breeze only caused the surface heat. The inner heat filled Datong with uneasiness and a certain kind of feeling.
Unspeakable restlessness...
Am I not suitable for drinking, or am I sick because of drinking? Datong has never had such a restless feeling. My whole heart wanders from here to there, my mind is in a trance, and I don’t even know what I am thinking...
What's wrong with me?
Datong knew that although he was not a strong person, his health was very good. He had rarely suffered from minor illnesses since he was a child, let alone serious illnesses.
This feeling is good, and it doesn't look like being sick, but what other explanation is there other than being sick?
"It's getting late. I'm going back. Please forgive me for disturbing you. Girl, you must have mistaken the person." Datong said.
"Scholar who is waiting for the results to be announced, am I admitting my mistake?" Huang Ying was unhurried. What she liked most in her heart was not the men who would hug you to bed and beg for love, but interesting people, even the slightly dazed scholar in front of her.
.
If you tease him a little, he will turn red and his ears will turn red. Such innocent men are almost extinct.
"No matter what, I really have to go back." Datong looked at the sky, really afraid that Haitang would be anxious.
"Do you know how long you have been sleeping on my bed? Aren't you curious about what happened to you and me?" Huang Ying's words made Datong stay.
Datong was shocked again. This feeling was worse than not being ranked.
"What happened to us?" Datong tried not to show surprise, keeping it all in his heart.
"A man and a woman alone, after getting drunk, are in the same room together, with soft bed fragrance, what do you think is most likely to happen?" Huang Ying asked back.
Datong's eyes kept rolling when he heard this, and his heart was about to pop out! Could it be that he was in love with her?
But why didn’t he have any memory? If that were the case, how could he have the face to face Haitang?
Wouldn’t it be that the oath to only have one person’s heart for the rest of my life has gone with the falling flowers and flowing water...
"Of course I'm sleeping," Datong said.
"It's right to sleep, but maybe you didn't sleep alone, and what else did you do before going to bed... Do you really not remember? You are still a scholar who pretends to be confused." Huang Ying turned around deliberately and turned her back to Datong.
Huang Ying is easy to deal with a man like Datong.
"I really..." Datong was not sure. He was not sure that he had done it, nor was he sure that he had not done anything. But the clothes were clearly tied, could it be that he put them on afterward...
No matter what, Datong has already scolded himself a thousand times in his heart. No matter what happens or not, he is disrespectful to Haitang by letting himself be in another woman's boudoir!
"You really have a lot of tricks... I couldn't imagine it. It's quite interesting. I didn't expect a scholar to know so many tricks..." After Huang Ying finished speaking, she took out a handkerchief from her arms, opened it, and wrapped it.
Isn't it just the circle that my mother gave Datong?