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63.What happened last night?

She stared at the man with a tear-filled face, and a wry smile tugged at the corner of her mouth, which deeply hurt the man's heart.

Gong Xuechou sat next to her, caressing the girl's face with his big hand and wiping her tears with his fingertips.

"Gong Xuechou, give dad a good price. I want to repay him for his upbringing. As for what I owe you, I will spend my whole life paying it off until it is paid off."

Gong Xuechou pressed her into his arms, feeling for the first time that he was a bastard for letting her suffer the pain of being betrayed by her father on the days when her mother sold her.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry...tonight...I shouldn't have hurt you, I'm sorry." His hoarse voice sounded in a low voice, showing unconcealable regret.

No wonder she begged him not to do it today, no wonder she got herself drunk, no wonder she asked for that bouquet of forget-me-nots.

She was only eighteen years old, she was still a child, what had he done? He hugged her tightly and wanted to warm her wounded heart.

"Baby, I'm sorry..." he murmured to himself.

Di Xinran buried her head in his arms, and his body was as warm as fire. She was greedy for that ray of warmth, as if she wanted to embed him into her body.

Gong Xuechou lowered his head and kissed her tears with his hot lips, kissing her tears away. His lips and teeth uncontrollably picked up her lips and held them in his mouth. His kiss was gentle and gentle, as if he was afraid of hurting her.

An electric feeling struck both of their hearts.

The huge figure leaned down and the two fell to the floor. His body covered hers. Di Xinran could feel his temperature through her clothes.

Dee closed her eyes happily, ready to accept everything.

Gong Xuechou slowly let go of his mouth, raised his upper body slightly, and looked at the girl beneath him with his deep black eyes. He lay beside her, held Di Xinran tightly in his arms, and let her rest on his pillow.

On the arm.

Di Xinran opened her eyes and looked at the man beside her blankly, not quite understanding why he stopped.

The corners of Gong Xuechou's mouth curved into a charming curve, and he kissed her forehead gently.

Di Xinran closed her eyes again, his embrace felt comfortable and warm.

When she woke up the next morning, Di Xinran struggled to open her eyes. She looked around and found herself lying in the bedroom.

This is, this is Gong Xuechou's bedroom.

She sat up in a panic and checked her clothes. The clothes were no longer the school uniform from yesterday, but a suspender pajamas with no clothes underneath. Although she was alone now, there were obvious signs of sleeping next to her.

What happened last night? Di Xinran's last memory was the moment when she was lying in Gong Xuechou's arms. She couldn't remember it at all because she was drunk.

The bathroom door opened, and Gong Xuechou walked out in a bathrobe. His hair was still wet. The collar of the bathrobe revealed a trace of his bronze color.

Di Xinran turned her face away, not daring to look at him anymore, with a blush on her face.

She was wearing silk pajamas with suspenders, and her hair was a little messy, because she lowered her head slightly and part of it hung to the front, blocking her beauty.

Gong Xuechou's eyes suddenly shrank, and he was stunned for a few seconds before walking towards her.

Di Xinran looked at his figure getting closer and closer, and subconsciously hugged the quilt tighter.

Gong Xuechou was calm, sat next to her, picked up the hair dryer and handed it to Di Xinran, "Blow my hair."

Di Xinran looked at the hair dryer in front of her and bit her lower lip before taking it. He had blown her hair twice and reciprocated, and she seemed to have no reason to reject him.

Gong Xuechou was sitting and Di Xinran was kneeling. The two of them were at just the right height.

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