A Pillow of Greedy Love: The Young Master's Little Wife

——"Xia Yu, I hate you, I hate you to death, why did you show up, why did you meet Lin Xing!"

—— "Do you know, you are the third party, the third party who intervenes between me and Lin Xing! He and I have always been a couple, and everyone knows it. But you ruined everything!"

——"Go to hell! Go to hell! Even if you become a demon and bet everything on me, I want you to go to hell!!!"

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"No, no, no! Ah—"

Screams pierced the quiet bedroom.

When Qiao Xin woke up, she found that she was not lying in a corner drunk, but on a soft and comfortable bed.But even so, everything around her was unfamiliar to her.It's really not where she lives. Looking at the decorations in this room, it doesn't look like a hotel, but more like a comfortable and comfortable home!

Yes, it is home.

This is the feeling of home!

But... whose house is this, and how did she get here?

"Ah, hiss—"

Qiao Xin moved her neck slightly, and the soreness in her stamina made her gasp.

Damn it, could it be that someone took advantage of her drunk time to lay hands on her?

But her clothes are all in good condition!

After touching herself, Qiao Xin was relieved after making sure that she had not been violated in any way.At the same time, he carefully recalled what happened before she fell asleep.She remembers drinking a lot and feeling bad, and then she met a group of people and something happened.Someone seemed to call her something... called her a booty?

Well, her head hurts so much, she can't think of anything!

Grabbing her head, Qiao Xin patted her skull which was about to crack, and then shook it vigorously.

But it's okay for her not to be dazed, but after a flash, she didn't know that she had a headache, and even her eyes became dizzy.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

What the hell has she done!

Lifting the quilt to cover her head, Qiao Xin yelled in the cup, venting her depression and powerlessness that she couldn't think of anything at the moment.

But soon, she got out of the quilt.

It wasn't that he was bored, but that he was smoked by the sour smell on his body.

In addition to the smell of alcohol, there seemed to be the smell of poor quality perfume and cigarettes that she had always hated the most.

It was mixed together like this, and it was still on her body, she was almost vomited out without being smelled by this strange smell!

No, no, no matter how she came here, she has to wash up!

Do it when you think of it.

Qiao Xin's actions were also quick, she got up from the bed with a gulp, and walked towards the door in three steps at a time.

Unbeknownst to her, when she unscrewed the door lock, she froze on the spot——

It is a living room.

Facing her was the south-facing bay window in the corner of the living room.

At this moment, the window was wide open, letting in the gentle night breeze.

The perfect silhouette of a familiar woman just appeared in her eyes.

The difference is that what the woman is wearing is not the crimson or blue that she was impressed with, but the cold, mysterious but extremely sexy black.

Often the hem of the skirt is dragged under the bay window, floating with the wind.

And she was leaning sideways against the bay window, holding a goblet in her hand, shaking it a few times, and bringing it to her lips for a sip.

At that moment, she really wanted to say that she was fascinated by such a picture.

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