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Li Tingchen woke up at dawn, and before he opened his eyes, he felt more people in his arms.
Thinking of the pile of empty wine bottles he drank last night, his drinking volume is very good, and he is restrained enough, how could this kind of thing happen to him after drinking.
He had a splitting headache, and he couldn’t remember what happened last night. He was so upset that he didn’t even dare to open his eyes to face it.
He didn’t open his eyes until he had done a good job of psychological construction, and he breathed a long sigh of relief when he saw that the woman in his arms was Su Qingyu.
But in the next second, he reacted to the current position of the two of them, and immediately threw the woman’s body away.
Just as he was about to pull out his arm, his gaze suddenly fell on Su Qingyu’s face, and his movements stopped.
How long has it been since he saw her quietly like this, recalling the recent meeting between the two, which time was it not a rattling sword?
Without the blessing of cosmetics, her snow-white complexion would be difficult to conceal.
Although she used to be very white, is this too white?It can even be described as pale as paper.
The small face with exquisite facial features did not have a trace of blood, and it was as white as a fairy in the comics.
Su Qingyu slept sideways on his arm, but instead of wrapping his hands and feet around him as before, he curled up in a ball like a small shrimp.
A self-deprecating smile appeared at the corner of Li Tingchen’s mouth, which meant that she no longer believed in herself.
Thinking of this, another nameless fire rose in his heart, and Li Tingchen pulled out his arm fiercely.
Su Qingyu hurriedly opened her eyes. She had just opened her eyes with a dazed look in her eyes, like a kitten, looking at the world blankly.
Simple and beautiful.
Until her gaze fell on Li Tingchen’s handsome face, her expression suddenly changed, and the first sentence she blurted out was: “You have to haunt me when you are drunk.”
The beautiful picture of the two of them hugging and sleeping suddenly disappeared.
Li Tingchen’s face was calm, and his voice was still a little hoarse when he woke up just now, “I know, if I were half awake, I wouldn’t be able to hold you.”
In order to hide his embarrassment, Li Tingchen took the lead into the bathroom with his clothes, while Su Qingyu quickly put away the scattered hair on the bed after he closed the door.
Li Tingchen tore open the button with anger, thinking to herself what this is. Obviously, the two are still husband and wife. What else do you have to explain when you sleep with her in your arms?
Thinking about it, he also felt that he hadn’t played well just now, and when he was about to throw his shirt into the dirty clothes basket, his thumb touched a black hair.
If it were a hair, he wouldn’t care too much. The key is that there are black hair scattered on his arms. He roughly counted it, there are about two dozen.
In the past, when Su Qingyu still had long hair, she always complained of severe hair loss. After changing a variety of shampoos, she didn’t see any effect. She also joked to herself whether she would become bald one day.