In the middle of the night, she felt a hand touching her, and she suddenly woke up.

Through the dim dim light a look, can not help but black line.

There was another man squatting beside the bed, huddled up and lying beside her bed like a koala.

"Murphy!"

Bai Ling yelled angrily and turned on the light quickly[

Sure enough is mo Fei that son of a bitch, unexpectedly once again in the middle of the night of appear in front of her bed.

I'm going crazy. This man is weird.

Why do you always scare her in the middle of the night.

"Mm-hmm..." Murphy raised his head from the bedside, frowning and groaning in pain

Bai Ling warily held the quilt back to the other side, staring at his red face and neck.

There was a strong smell of brandy in the air.

It shows how much wine the man has drunk. It's no wonder he doesn't have a headache.

It's crazy. Why does this man love to climb to her bed every time he drinks.

No, no... that's not the point. The point is that she has locked the door. Even if he has a key, he can't come in!

"Murphy, how did you get in? I locked the door." Bai Ling nervously looks at him, this person should not have any special function!

Mo Fei side head, drunk to see her so nervous, beautiful Phoenix eyes very innocent and at a loss, as if very don't understand her surprise.

"Climb the window... Our window is very easy to climb... You didn't lock the French window... I climb and turn it up..."

He spoke with a little complacency, as if he had done something extraordinary.

Bai Ling is even more black. She goes to see the window. Sure enough, the curtain she drew is opened.

God, this man climbed in the window.

It's really a good skill. He was so drunk that he couldn't fall down and kill him.

How to say this person is good.

It's terrible. She must close the window when she sleeps.

"Murphy, why did you come to my room? Your room is on the third floor."[

Bai Ling looks at him chagrined, really don't know this person's thinking.

If he wants to have sex with a woman after drinking, he should go to bed and hold her down.

But every time he was weird lying on the bedside, doing nothing, just looking at her.

She couldn't understand. What was he doing? Is this his unknown hobby after drinking?

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