C78 Wrong door! (1/2)

She was so close to the man that she could smell the faint aroma of tobacco mixed with alcohol on him.

It was him. He had just seen that arrogant man downstairs, the one who gathered all his cold arrogance and handsome appearance.

But at this moment, what was he doing?

Also, why was he crying?

”Boom …”

While Song Dell was distracted, Huangfu Yunyin had already embraced her and collapsed on the bed.

Four eyes met, and Huangfu Yunyin's amber eyes stared at the woman who had condensed his. He suddenly stretched out his hand with extreme gentleness and gently caressed the eyes of the woman beneath him.

He was drunk.

Song Dai Er's heart issued a warning voice, but when this man's gentle fingertip touched the corner of her eye, it actually caused her to sink into a bit of depravity.

It was exactly the same as the brown eyes in his memories. Huangfu Yun's brown hair was in a mess, showing a hint of unruly behavior. The pain in his amber eyes replaced his usual indifference.

”Sorry, I love you …”

Huangfu Yun's voice was low and full of charisma. He wanted little Di's soul to hear the apologetic love in his voice.

”You … Wake up, you have recognized the wrong person! ”

When she heard this man's sorrowful apology, she was slightly stunned for a moment, as if she understood that this man had gotten drunk and mistook her for someone else.

In the dim light, she saw the man's face, which made her sigh. Suddenly, her heart skipped a beat.

She stopped her pointless struggle and stopped rejecting the sudden visit of this strange man.

Her brown eyes rolled around uneasily. She suddenly wanted to know how Nangong An and those colorful women were immersed in such a strange and unfamiliar feeling.

Was it because she did not understand that Nangong An was able to keep being with those women that she did not understand?

Moreover, she did not hate the touch of this strange man. It even gave her a familiar feeling!

The one-night stand Nangong An said was this?

Try what...

The dark night surged, and the woman's hands wrapped around the man's back. A string of voices spilled out of the woman's mouth. Although surprised, the woman was still willing to give it a try.

The morning light was wrapped around the aura of not being able to curl up as it suffused the light in the bedroom.

Song Dai'er was the first to open her eyes. Her face carried a crazed and haggard expression for the entire night. She sat up and stretched out her hand to pat her heavy forehead, as if the craziness last night was just a dream.

The black silk slipped down to her waist, and the man's strong arm was placed across her waist. In a split-second, Song Dell's eyes widened.

Her blood froze in an instant. Just how ridiculous had she been last night?

She turned around and looked at the sleeping man beside her with her brown eyes. The man had fallen asleep, but there was still a formless and powerful aura flowing from his impeccable appearance.

Who is he? Why did someone who was drunk appear here last night? Where's the damn Nangong An?

Nangong An and …

This name suddenly jumped on Song Dai Er's heart. She was stunned and immediately jumped off the bed. She hurriedly grabbed the dress on the floor and pulled it over her body. She didn't forget to turn her head back to see if the strange man on the bed had woken up.

She did not want to wake the man who gave her a sense of danger.

The light sound still caused Huangfu Yun to furrow his brows slightly. He had been drunk all night and felt dizzy. He forced himself to open his eyes and looked towards the source of the sound. He saw a woman wearing clothes in panic.

”The check is in my pocket. Take it and fill it out yourself!”

Huangfu Yun sat up, his hand grabbing his hair. His dizzy head made him a little impatient, but these light words caused Song Dai'er to be stunned, her face turning gloomy instead of flustered.

Did this damned man think she was out to sell? What do you mean by take it, fill it in yourself?

The man who said those words didn't seem to have offended anyone at all. He had a black blanket wrapped around his waist, and with his upper body naked, he walked past her as if nothing had happened, acting like a proud god from Greek mythology.

”Bam!”

Song Dale stood beside the bed, the sunlight making her shadow lengthen. Her brown eyes glanced around the bathroom, and after gritting her teeth, she walked out of the living room and took out a cheque book from her purse. She wrote a few words on the back of the cheque book like a silver tick, turned around and walked to the bathroom, and ferociously stuck this blank cheque on the bathroom door.