C77 Let me indulge myself once (2/2)

Oh, Dai, I see you again, but I know it's just an illusion...

Huangfu Yun sighed. Just now, when the elevator across from him turned around, the figure that was slightly familiar with little Di could be seen through the narrow crack of the door. What he saw was Little Di's face.

Stepping out of the elevator, Song Dell walked slowly down the quiet corridor. The faint yellow light of stars could be seen, and the graceful sound of the violin was echoing in the air. She was panicking, and her head seemed to be starting to hurt again.

”Dammit …”

Song Dell leaned against the wall, her hand hurriedly rummaged through her purse. After finding the analgesic, she sprayed it into her nose.

Song Dai'er leaned against the wall and slowly walked forward. Why was it that she had such a headache after only one day in Z Country?

”Damned Nangong An and he didn't even need to lock the door?”

The door to room 2045 was ajar, and Song Dell's dazed thoughts could not be distinguished. She mumbled something, pushed the door open, and walked in, closing the door behind her. The interior was almost the same, and they were all presidential suites.

The large bed was carved with red peach wood and had a rococo style. It was covered in black silk. Song Dell was stunned for a moment before her body went soft. She fell to the side of the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

The woman laid on the black bed was like a flawless piece of beautiful jade.

The room was eerily quiet …

After a long while, the door of room 2045 was pushed open. The woman supported the heavily drunk man and stumbled in.

”Mr. Huangfu …”

From her clothes, it could be seen that she was a beauty dancing in the air. Her red nail polish covered her fingertips in an infatuated manner as she swiped them across the man's perfect face. Her eyes were filled with greed. If she could reach such a world-renowned and outstanding fifth brother diamond, then she would be blessed for three lifetimes!

The strong and unstoppable fragrance of the perfume made Huangfu Yun's handsome eyes blossom with a look of disgust. Even though he was drunk, he still had a crush on the fragrance that had disappeared for three years.

He was not easy to get drunk, but tonight he would drink from one to the other, and the greedy faces that fawned on him would have liked him to do so, because they were already prepared, such as this presidential suite 2045.

But did anyone know why Huangfu Yunyin drank like this?

His heart ached again from the glimpse he'd had downstairs.

”Mister Huangfu, you want me to serve you!”

The woman's hand trembled as she took off the man's coat.

”Scram …”

Huangfu Yun held his hands in front of his chest as he shouted in anger. He was drunk, but that didn't mean that any woman could replace the woman in his heart.

The woman seemed to have been intimidated. She stopped her hand and looked at Huangfu Yunyin with an expression of disbelief.

Could it be that the legend was true? Huangfu Yunyin was a comrade?

Seventy percent alcohol, and thirty percent consciousness. How could he, Huangfu Yunyin, let him get drunk? He needed to be on guard at all times.

”Get out!” Huangfu Yun stood up shakily, not paying any more attention to that woman. He directly stumbled in the direction of his bedroom.

Although the woman was unwilling, she still gritted her teeth, grabbed her bag, and slammed the door as she left. What kind of joke was this? Did those people go crazy? They clearly knew that Huangfu Yunyin was a comrade, yet they still made arrangements like this. Shouldn't they arrange things even more difficult for him?

And Number 2045 seemed to have regained its serenity. Huangfu Yun lay dejectedly on the bed, his eyes half-closed and intoxicated. After losing that woman for three years, he had never allowed himself to fall into depravity.

”Little Di …” With a drunken mutter, Huangfu Yunyin seemed to have removed the coldness from his face, and there seemed to be a hint of water flickering in the corners of his eyes.

He could not forget the coldness of the woman's death in his arms.

”Hmm?”

Huangfu Yun's slightly drunk heart froze for a moment. He suddenly turned his face, and his amber eyes narrowed. He once again saw Little Di.

Little Dai was lying on her side beside him. Even though the lights were dim, Huangfu Yun was still able to recognize her. The woman's sleeping face was as still as an angel.

”Little Di …”

Huangfu Yun fiercely hugged the woman who looked like an angel.

Despite his hallucinations, he didn't want to miss a chance to see her.

”Ah …”

Waking up from her sleep, Song Dai'er didn't even have time to react before she was fiercely sealed by a kiss that reeked of alcohol.

Huangfu Yun closed his eyes. The woman in his embrace was Little Di. Such a figure, like her aura and her sweet lips …

Dai, let me indulge once...

A line of moisture ran across the man's cheek.