All evildoers are black-bellied: Out of print Concubine Diao

Dong dong dong, I knocked a few times, but I didn't hear any reaction in the room. Could it be that I didn't wake up?

But even if she didn't wake up, with Yan Weile's startled personality, she wouldn't be unresponsive to the knock on the door. 【26nbsp;】

The knock on the door rang continuously, and Yan Weile, who was lying on the bed, woke up from a hazy dream, frowning, feeling extremely headache, stretching out his hand to pinch the space between his brows, and sat up with his hands as if touching a warm s things.

It's people!

In a subconscious reaction, he lifted the quilt, but immediately jumped out of the bed in amazement, his two already frowning eyebrows sank even deeper, his head seemed to be struck by lightning instantly, it was hard not to think clearly, it was just a silly Standing where I was, I didn't dare to take a loud breath.

Lingxiu, how could it be her, how could she appear in her room, what did she do to her last night!Yan Weile clenched his fists, holding back his brow as a reproach for his own weakness, trying hard to recall the details of last night.

He only remembered that when he returned to the room from Zhu'er, he found Lingxiu waiting for him in his room. She seemed to be drunk and insisted on letting him get drunk with her. After eating, I don't know what to say, I just feel very hot.

Then, then...

The more he thought about it, the paler his face became, what the hell did he do!

The sluggish eyes are full of self-blame, seeing Zhong Lingxiu's naked/destroyed appearance, and the bruised and purple mark, even a fool would know who did it!

"Brother Yan..." Slowly opened her eyes, the blurry double image became more and more clear in her pupils, dragging her tired and painful body, she shyly held the quilt to cover her naked body, turned her head slightly, her face Burnt red.

"Lingxiu." Yan Weile called softly, full of guilt, and was shocked to see that he was also undressed, so he hurriedly took another set of navy blue men's clothing from the shelf and put it on.

Seeing that Yan Weile was dressed well, she stood there silently, a trace of worry appeared on Zhong Lingxiu's lowered face, and more of it was sadness flowing, and he complained like this when he touched her Blame yourself!

At this moment, does he feel that she has become his stumbling block? Her existence will only affect his relationship with Zhuge Mingzhu!

Thinking of the tears in Zhong Lingxiu's eyes, Zhong Lingxiu couldn't help shedding them, her shoulders trembled, her fragile and helpless appearance, even a stranger couldn't bear to look at it, let alone the distraught Yan Weile .

"Brother Yan was just drunk yesterday. Lingxiu doesn't blame you." Gritting her lower lip and leaving a row of fan marks, Zhong Lingxiu stared at him, as if she wanted to imprint her deep sadness into his eyes average.

The inexplicable Yan Weile felt that he was a complete jerk, his hesitation and his silence were probably the things that hurt Lingxiu the most.

"Lingxiu, I will take responsibility, don't be afraid." Yan Weile sat down beside the bed, and reached out to wipe the tears off her cheeks.

Zhong Lingxiu hurriedly shook her head, her tearful eyes were as innocent as a deer, cowardly but determined, "No, brother Yan, this will embarrass you, Lingxiu doesn't want to see you embarrassing..."

She wanted to say something more, but was stopped by another knock on the door.

"Brother Yan, go and open the door, maybe it's a maid in the mansion." Right now, she wished that someone would see them and tell Zhuge Mingzhu about them. She also excites her.

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