Deep love never ends

I don't know how much I drank.

I just remember that I haven't drunk so much for a long time. My brain is dizzy and my hand is hanging around his neck.

Not completely drunk, with some hazy consciousness, but the mood seems to be indulgent.

It's like being depressed for a long time. One day, the mood will rebound like a spring. When you relax, you will always get a little out of control.

"What do you want?"

My ears were very hot. I heard a lot of words, but I couldn't hear them. I worked hard to hear such a sentence.

Because my brain was so dull that I couldn't hear anything. Even these words were pondered back and forth many times by me, so I could hear them a little.

The whole body is heavy, but the soul seems to be very light. It seems that it will escape from the heavy body at any time.

I narrowed my eyes and tried to identify the person in front of me. I stroked his tall nose and deep eyes. I smiled and raised my head around his neck.

"Yes." I'm so sleepy that I can't open my eyes. "I want a lot. I want to stand on everyone and complete a lot of things... I want a fair and bright position around you..."

I'm probably drunk.

Many words, I don't even know what I'm talking about. It seems that I just say what I think without going through my brain.

I tried to open my eyes. It seemed that what I looked into was still his long-lasting, deep and thick eyes.

Those eyes always seem to be so heavy. I look up and reach out to touch them. They are dark and divine. They seem very clear.

His lips seemed to move a few times. I tried to listen with my head on my side and my ears. I could hear the sound, but I couldn't hear it in my ears.

I stretched out my hand to pull his neck and pulled him to me.

Ears are hot and palpitating heat waves.

I can't remember the rest.

When waiting to wake up again, as soon as you open your eyes, the first thing is that you have a splitting headache. Many intermittent fragments squeeze in.

Although I was a little drunk last night, I won't completely lose my memory. Except for some things I can't remember, I probably remember everything last night.

"Wake up?"

I was trying to remember last night when my arm was pulled and my whole waist was clamped.

There was a deep voice in my ear.

With a husky that hasn't woken up.

It was like an electric current, which made my body tremble.

I thought about it a few times, but I didn't think of what to say. I just leaned against him, squinted and smiled, "HMM."

Yesterday was a chaotic day. I don't even want to recall it subconsciously.

Therefore, memory is always subconsciously excluded. The fragments of last night are still intermittent and can't be spliced. What makes an impression is nothing more than a few words on and off.

What's more, I don't know whether these words I remember were really said or imagined in my own dream.

"Yes."

The voice in his throat was hoarse and followed for a while. His head was placed on my shoulder and almost his whole face was buried. His burning breath spread along his hair.

The slightly rough finger abdomen also rotates gently in my lower abdomen.

The shudder on the body was like an electric current, almost numb from beginning to end.

My body tightened slightly, trying to ease my body. When I looked up at him, my mobile phone buzzed on the table next to my head.

Caller ID, Ann Hoon.

I saved an Xun's number and lost it somewhere in the address book. When I almost forgot it, I didn't expect to remember it at this time.

I can also remember the fact that I was almost cheated by him in front of the media yesterday.

It's not a good memory.

Even when I remember now, I subconsciously reject or even dislike it.

An Xun did more things than I thought. He didn't follow the routine. He was almost grumpy. The first second, he smiled at you innocuously, but the next second, he turned his face without hesitation.

In front of him, it seems that he has never kept his promises and rules.

That's why I have to avoid an Xun all the time.

I subconsciously looked at Qin Langjun's attitude. After all, I settled down with the Qin family. Now the project of face is about to be unsustainable. If the two families don't get along well, why should I step into such a circle and add trouble to myself for no reason.

The phone rang a few times and I hung up.

"No, I didn't answer the phone."

I spread out my palm and said in front of him.

Many things can't be said directly, but they can be expressed in other ways.

Like now.

He looked at me. The laziness in his eyes seemed to be restrained. He opened his mouth and moved his Adam's apple for a few minutes. His voice was still hoarse, like the voice of waking up.

The unexpected is not ugly.

"Someone always tells me you have a different heart, but I never believe others say that."

He looked at me with deep eyes and raised his hand to tidy up the broken hair in my ear.

Behind my ears.

This sounds particularly affectionate, but I shuddered, smiled, clasped his hand, clasped his fingers, and showed eight perfect teeth.

But I'm not going to explain anything.

Things are explained a lot. It always sounds like a lie.

If it weren't for special circumstances last time, I wouldn't have had too much contact with an Xun.

It won't give an Xun such a chance to entrap me.

Now all I want to know is, who disclosed the news to settle down, and how did it frame me?

Even for a time, Qin Langjun almost began to doubt whether this matter had something to do with me.

This is no accident.

It's like I decided not to deal with Qin Si personally before, but chose to see his demise with my own eyes, but I didn't expect that I could always be involved with Qin Si inexplicably in the end.

Together is accidental, but more times, it is more like deliberate.

It's just the enemy in the dark, but I haven't determined who it is.

I fell on Qin Langjun's chest, pretended to change the topic easily, and then made a few side remarks, but I didn't smell what I wanted to know.

But I can't help being vigilant.

Since there have been precedents before, this time is definitely not the last time, but the next time you start on me. I don't know what it is.

I don't even know if I can successfully avoid driving.

His chest texture was clear, and his heart beat was particularly powerful. I was stunned and relaxed for a while. A little emotion flashed under my heart and said casually: "who else knows about these contracts? Does the Xia family know?"