Chapter 830 (1/2)

In the morning, shuimiaomiao woke up naturally after sleeping. He was too drunk yesterday, the most drunk in history, and now he has a headache.

She opened her eyes and found that it was in Shen Mochen's room.

She sat up and the quilt slipped off her body. She had nothing on.

Water Miaomiao is a little confused.

All she remembers is that she got out of the taxi, vomited, and didn't remember anything.

Nima, she used to be drunk and make movies.

She did something insane yesterday. She actually occupied Shen Mo Chen's bed and was so naked.

But

He didn't drive her away.

Shuimiaomiao comes down barefoot from the bed and opens the cupboard.

Her clothes are still in it, slightly to raise the corner of her mouth.

She could also find a trace of past warmth in his cupboard.

Eyes confused on a layer of moist, the deepest part of the heart that some soft.

She chose a long skirt with a white slant collar from the inside and put it on.

Shen Mo Chen is in front of the computer, crackling the word, see her come out. Just looked at her one eye, still focused on the notebook, a deep voice: ”there is Jiejiu soup in the kitchen, go and drink it first.”

Shuimiaomiao was staring at him.

He locked the screen, working his body more a layer of fierce, cold, and rigid.

Shuimiaomiao turns around and goes into the kitchen and opens the pot. The soup in the pot is not so hot and warm.

He should have come out early.

Shuimiaomiao poured out the soup, took the bowl, drank the soup, and leaned against the kitchen doorframe to look at him.

There are a lot of things in mind.

What happened yesterday? She wants to know, how should ask, with Shen Mo Chen's temper estimate to let her roll.