After dressing as a female match, I counterattacked

Chapter 619 Untitled
When did he come in! ! ! ! ! !
Zhiyun was almost out of breath.

"Ma'am, the night is lonely, do you need to go to bed?"

"don't want!!"

As soon as he yelled no, his mouth was covered.

after a while
"Han Qingrang, how did you come in?"

"Ma'am didn't close the door, isn't it just giving me a chance to serve me?!"

"..." She didn't close the door...

I rely on...

The mouth is fragrant.

It is impossible for her to make such a dangerous mistake...

………………

...

The next day.

The moment Zhiyun opened his eyes, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.

But she still didn't want to wake up, because when she moved, her whole body seemed to be falling apart, and she was extremely sore.

In addition, due to drinking, she had a severe headache.

He was probably angry at her for leaving like this, at her for hiding her route from everyone, at her for not telling the truth, so last night, Han Qing made her feel particularly...

Thinking about it now, Zhiyun still has lingering fears.

While I have lingering fears, I also blame myself, why drink?

If she didn't drink, she would have the strength to resist.

Forget it...

Don't complain about drinking, it's obviously because of her own restraining power. Even if she doesn't drink, she will lie flat, because that person is him, and she still can't restrain herself after all.

"Ma'am is awake."

"..." Zhiyun turned his head.

He was still on the bed and hadn't left yet.

"Ma'am, I found out last night that you seem to have lost a lot of weight here."

"..."

"There's no meat left."

"..."

Zhiyun closed his eyes and turned his head.

Because she didn't want to pay attention to him, she turned around and turned her back to him.

Soon he turned over again.

Zhiyun still didn't want to talk to him, and turned over again.

But this time, instead of turning her over again, he lay down right behind her.

.....................

When I got up, it was already past twelve o'clock, and it was almost one o'clock in the afternoon.

Zhiyun endured the discomfort and wanted to go out.

"lady."

The man stood at the door, his shirt was not buttoned neatly, and his neckline was opened four times, exposing his chest.

On the originally fair chest, hidden under the shirt, there were faintly light red scratches.

Zhiyun knew that it was her masterpiece.

"I'm hungry." She said calmly.

She also had to get someone to come up and change the sheets.

"I've prepared the food, it's over there," he said, extending the invitation.

Zhiyun took a step and felt a little pain, so he walked slowly. Before he reached his side, he had already walked over and hugged himself horizontally.

She immediately wrapped her arms around his neck, her hands tightly.

He hugged her, weighed his pen as if consciously, and then said, "It's light."

"..."

"I felt lighter last night. I'll confirm it again today. Madam seems to be lighter."

Zhiyun blushed with embarrassment, and looked away unnaturally: "I didn't eat, I didn't eat breakfast or lunch, I didn't have anything in my stomach, how could it be heavy."

Man, there really is a subconscious existence...

Han Qingrang is still the same Han Qingrang, but the memory that belongs to her and him is missing, but this doesn't affect him at all.

He will get close to her, and he will be as treacherous as ever, but only for her, and he will be attracted to her unconsciously...

Zhiyun had to remind him again, "Don't call me Mrs., I don't like this title, and it's not appropriate."

Han Qingrang: "It's appropriate, I said it."

Zhiyun: "It's not appropriate, I said so."

(End of this chapter)