Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 1806 Your Mark

He Xin was lying on top of him, drunk, as if seeing Long Yin chewing on her neck.

She tickles and wants to hide, but he can always track her precisely.

She was tired, didn't want to hide, simply let him.

Long Yin sweated from his forehead, and looked at the sleeping girl in his arms, and couldn't help smiling.

Finally, he gathered her slipped dress back, hugged her sideways, and put her on the bed.

He lay down on the side, propped his head, and looked at her all night.

The next day.

Hexin woke up with a splitting headache.

As soon as she sat up, she saw Long Yin holding a bowl and pushing the door in.

She was stunned, "Brother Long Yin, why are you here?"

"Drink this sober soup first." Long Yin didn't answer her words, but walked forward and gave her the bowl in his hand.

He Xin took it, and then realized afterwards that she drank a lot of wine last night.

And the wine was very strong, and finally the wine came up. She didn't remember how she went back to the house.

She drank the sober soup in one go.

When I put down the bowl, I was surprised to see Long Yin sitting aside reading a book.

He still has moisture on his body, and his long hair is also wet. It can't help but feel a little strange. In the morning, he actually took a bath?

"By the way, Long Yin, how did I get back last night?"

Long Yin raised his eyes and glanced at him, and said meaningfully: "I would rather hear you call my name directly." After a pause, he added, "You have been here all the time, and you haven't gone anywhere."

He Xinzheng was a little surprised at the ambiguity in his words. After hearing the second half of the sentence, he finally noticed something and looked around quickly.

Only then did she discover that she was not in the house where she lived, but in Long Yin's house.

Even the bed she is lying on now belongs to Long Yin.

No wonder, when I just woke up, there was a familiar smell on the pillow, which was originally from Long Yin.

When she realized that, she froze there.

Why is she lying on his couch in Long Yin's room? What else happened last night, why didn't she have any impression?

She held the quilt and was restless.

Long Yin saw her uneasiness and stopped teasing her, warmly said: "Don't think about it, nothing happened."

He Xin bit her lip and looked at him complicatedly, "But... why am I on your couch?"

"You were drunk and almost fell. I saw that you were very drunk, and if I sent you back to the house, I felt a little worried about you alone. I simply let you sleep in my room." Long Yin explained. Looking at her openly.

He Xin secretly breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

What is she thinking about, Long Yin's brother is not a casual person, he will not take advantage of others.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help feeling a little ashamed.

"Thank you, Long Yin, for taking care of me last night." She thanked her sincerely.

Hearing this, Long Yin suddenly put down the book in his hand, leaned over, held her hand, and looked at her with a smile, "Is it that way?"

"Huh?" He Xin puzzled.

"Someone was drunk last night, but he refused to let go and kissed me when he held me. How do you say you are responsible?" A smile flashed in Long Yin's eyes, and his tone was teasing.

But after He Xin heard this, there was a bang in his head, and his face was flushed, and he stammered, "Wh, what?"

Long Yin pointed to the corner of his mouth, "Did you see it? It's your mark."

When He Xin saw a broken hole in the corner of his mouth, he blushed so much that he couldn't rede any more, really wishing to find a hole in the ground.

I couldn't believe that I would be so Meng Lang.

(End of this chapter)