Chapter 173 Rolling out of bed
There was a buzzing sound, and Gu Miao's mind went blank.
I don’t know if it was due to fragmentation after being drunk or the effect of some kind of drug.
About last night, her memory seemed to stay in bed...
She felt so hot and wanted water.
I don't know who it is, but even though he knows what she is like, he still wants to wrap her tightly in a quilt.
She was like a towel roll, struggling and rolling around on the bed.
Then bang, roll to the ground...
All she could vaguely remember was taking off her dress, which was wet with sweat and stuck to her body.
And then...
Gu Miao beat her head in frustration.
I had to ask for help from the system.
The system was silent for a long time, and the answer it gave was: [Sorry host, similar to this situation, we usually turn on the lights here and can't see anything. 】
[However... it seems that the host is always taking the initiative before turning on the light. 】
"..."
Gu Miao closed her eyes, her heart filled with despair.
She wanted to run, but after looking around, she didn't see her clothes from last night.
Sitting on the edge of the bed and scratching her messy curly hair in annoyance, she sighed softly.
"What are you looking for?"
A familiar voice came from behind, with a slightly hoarse tone and a laziness as if he had just woken up.
Gu Miao's back stiffened and she slowly turned around. Meet a pair of smiling eyes.
The man supported his head with one hand and looked at her sideways, smiling wickedly and sweetly: "What are you looking for? I'll help you."
"..." Gu Miao's cheeks heated up and she glared at him fiercely, "Where are my clothes? Where are you hiding them?"
You don't know if you don't speak, but Gu Miao herself was shocked when she spoke.
I can't even imagine what I went through last night.
"Your clothes? Are you sure you still want to wear them?"
The man turned around and picked up a crumpled thing.
Gu Miao took a closer look, and her eyes darkened again.
Afraid of misunderstanding and blaming her. Qi Yu shook off the ball of fabric and explained: "You did it yourself, it has nothing to do with me. When I came in, you had already taken off your clothes..."
"Okay, okay!" Gu Miao didn't dare to listen.
Qi Yu raised his eyebrows, put down the ball of cloth, leaned forward, and leaned closer.
Caught off guard by his bright black eyes, Gu Miao's breath froze and she subconsciously turned her head to avoid it.
Her heart was still pounding, and her scalp was numb from the shock.
The hot breath brushed her cheek, causing her body to tremble uncontrollably.
After just one night, the body had already changed its owner.
Just a moment's breath can control the ups and downs of her heartbeat.
Even at such a close distance in the past, Gu Miao was still upright. But now, he didn't do anything, just looked at her, and his body became strange.
The hot temperature on her cheeks was like a soldering iron.
When he backed away slightly, it was as if he was thrown into the ice water and found a brief relief.
But the next moment, he suddenly leaned over again, kissed her on the cheek, and sighed with comfort: "You were so passionate yesterday, I still like you like this."
"!" Gu Miao's pupils trembled, as if she heard the sound of the soldering iron continuing to boil in the ice water.
It was crackling, almost blowing her brains out.
It was the first time Qi Yu saw someone blush so quickly, and finally, he couldn't help laughing.
He fell back on the bed with a smile, like a bad boy who had succeeded in his prank.
Gu Miao was angry and ashamed. She sat there holding the quilt for the first time. She was so passive for the first time.
There was no sound from the other party for a long time, Qi Yu stopped the sound, and then realized that someone was looking at him angrily, his eyes were red, and he was about to cry from anger.
Tsk.
It's a foul.
"Okay, okay."
"Why are you still so funny?"
He sat up, put away his teasing thoughts, scratched his hair, lifted the quilt and got out of bed. Gu Miao turned her head sharply.
"What are you hiding from? It's not like you're wearing nothing."
Gu Miao then looked over and found that only key parts of his body were covered.
Her pupils trembled, "You!"
Qi Yu picked up the bathrobe on the side and put it on. He grabbed the belt and tied it randomly, "Ang, I'm a bastard."
"..."
He said all Gu Miao's lines, but she was speechless and could only stare at him.
The man was still laughing, but his hands were not idle either. He poured a glass of water and handed it to her.
Gu Miao's mouth was dry and she was not reserved. She took it and drank it in small sips.
Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of the figure moving away. She put down the cup and coughed twice, "Ahem, cough, cough...where are you going?"
Qi Yu didn't look back, opened the door and walked out, leaving only a voice: "Go outside to get something."
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Not long after, the glass of water had just bottomed out, and the bedroom door was pushed open again. Qi Yu came back, this time with two more bags in his hand.
He stood beside the bed, took out a pile of clothes from a bag, and shook them out one by one.
"Top top." Hand it to her.
Gu Miao looked at it and saw that it was a woman's sweater with a suspender underneath.
Take it from Shanruliu. I saw him shaking out a pair of pants again.
It was probably a style he couldn't understand. He reached out and poked at the scratched area on the jeans, frowning.
"What shabby clothes. Just wait a while, I'll ask them to buy another one that doesn't leak."
Gu Miao grabbed it.
"This one will do."
"Aren't you afraid of Lao Han's legs?" Someone stood beside the bed and asked him seriously, tilting his head.
"I want you to take care of it!"
"It's just me who cares about you. You said that if your legs hurt and you can't walk when you get old, don't you have to ask me to carry you?"
The corner of Gu Miao's mouth twitched, and she gave him a shout, "No need to thank you, but when I get old, I will hire male college students to take turns carrying me. One will be replaced every day."
Qi Yu smiled.
"I suggest you to save this kind of wish until your eightieth birthday. Because if you say it now, there is a high probability that you will never have a chance to realize it in this life."
After saying this, he grabbed something from the bag and shook it open vigorously.
A pair of palm-sized white lace-trimmed underwear suddenly broke into their sight.
Qi Yu stopped.
After reacting, Gu Miao crawled over, snatched it away, and hid it under the quilt.
"You're a pervert, what's so good about a pair of underwear!"
After coming back to his senses, the man had a sly expression, rubbed his nose, and whispered softly: "It really doesn't look good."
Just when Gu Mian was about to secretly sigh that he finally became a man and didn't tease her, suddenly, a sentence that was neither salty nor bland sounded above his head: "It's not as good-looking as yours last night."
"I still prefer black lace."
Gu Miao was stunned for a moment, and the next second she straightened up and punched him hard.
"Okay, okay, I'm going, I'm going."
Qi Yu couldn't afford to offend and could afford to hide, "Hey, there should be underwear in the bag. I just took a look and it seems to be a set of underwear. It's also white..."
A remote control was thrown towards me.
With quick eyes and quick hands, Qi Yu closed the door with a bang.
After Gu Miao changed her clothes, she went to the bathroom to wash up.
At a glance, he caught sight of the haute couture suit hanging on the sink.
No need to guess who it is. Frowning, Gu Miao threw aside her soaked and heavy coat.
An unexpected piece of fabric slipped out of the upper pocket of the suit.
It caught her off guard.
Gu Miao was stunned, then stretched out her hand to pull out the piece of fabric.
black.
Lace.
Moist.
This, this is...? !