Author: DawnMachine Translation
Narrowing her eyes, she smiled in a daze. She poked the man in front of her with a shaking finger, and her smile became even more cheerful.
“Oh, this dream is so real, isn’t it? The handsome man of everyone’s dreams! Are you here to comfort me? Hehe…today is the anniversary of my acquaintance with my fiancé. He dumped me earlier today…”
“You have a good figure, handsome…even better than Ziyi…”
“These are your chest muscles,” she said, poking him again, “And these are your abs…Hehe, this is so fun! Haha. Handsome, since you’ve appeared in my dream, then you should comfort me properly on this sad day.” She thought she felt the room around her growing hotter, and for some reason, that made her afraid. “Handsome…I…I was just joking just now. This is a dream…we should still…”
But at that moment, he grabbed her wrist roughly.
“Didn’t you say that I should comfort you properly just now? You did, didn’t you” Zuo Aiai was so scared that she felt like she might cry. She wanted him to let go…
His iron-like hand gripped her like a vise. The man’s voice seemed to come from all directions at once.
“You brought this on yourself.”
Her consciousness was still blurry, and before she knew it, her lips had been covered by his. The man’s kiss was as hot as fire, burning all of her rationality to ashes…
She felt that must still be drunk, but she was sober enough to feel afraid.
“Woman…who are you?” The man’s puzzled voice came from above her head.
She was too stunned to answer for a moment. She felt like her brain had melted into a paste. The man’s hot body clung tightly to her, as if he was going to crush her!
“It hurts…” she exclaimed in pain.
However, before the woman could finish her words, she was gagged by the man and had to swallow her pain. The room was indeed much quieter after that…
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She never drank hard liquor.
Every time she got drunk, she turned into a complete fool. No one other than Chen Ziyi knew about this secret.
But yesterday, she’d forgotten about this rule and drank twice as much liquor than she ever had.
Barely able to endure her headache, she stood up. When she saw the decorations in the room clearly, she was stunned.
What in the world…?
Presidential Suite?
Damn it, why did she have to choose the most expensive hotel even when she was drunk? Of all the times to be photographed by reporters, now, when she didn’t even have the money to pay her bill, would be the worst. She could see the headlines now!
She would really be a laughing stock!
At this thought, she immediately got up to look for her handbag, but couldn’t find it.
Fortunately, it was still early. She hurriedly put on her clothes and found the back door through the hotel’s fire escape.
