Mr. O's paranoid

Chapter 39 Why are you in my room?

I searched all over the room, and finally found her in a blind corner behind the sofa. She curled up there, her hair scattered, blocking her face.

He frowned. When he fell asleep, he habitually leaned against the wall, curled up and hugged each other, and squeezed into a small space...

These are all signs of insecurity.

She was like this when she was in the car, but now she is not sleeping on the big bed and the sofa, but she just hides in such a corner with only enough room for her, how uneasy is she?
Before finding her, the idea of ​​vowing to throw her out was wiped out, and there was a trace of pity in my heart.

Gently brushing away the hair on her face, there was a bloody cut on her face, she was startled, immediately carried her out, and put her on the sofa to check.

Not only her face, but also her palms, backs of hands, and elbows had wounds of varying depths. In the deep places, shards of glass were still pierced there, bleeding out gurgling.

"Are you unwilling to kill yourself?" Ou Shangqing found a first-aid kit. He didn't know how much she drank while he was taking a bath. She was so drunk that he even wiped her face with alcohol. She didn't even feel the wound and the shards of glass picked out with tweezers.

After cleaning the wound and simply bandaging it, he breathed a sigh of relief.

At noon the next day, Qi Mo woke up with a fire in his throat.

"Water..." Sanzhi murmured in a chaotic voice, her voice was so hoarse that she could only exhale, her eyelids were so heavy that she failed to open them several times.

"Sit up." Ou Shangqing stood in front of the bed holding water, looked down at her, and didn't intend to help her.

"It's so uncomfortable, my throat hurts, and my head hurts..." She raised her hand, hanging down on her temple, with the other hand clutching her neck, her brows furrowed to the extreme.

Ou Shangqing sat down expressionlessly, put one hand on her shoulder, helped her to sit up, and handed the water glass to her mouth.

Qi Mo instinctively opened his mouth, and with his hand, "Gulu Gulu" drank down a glass of water in one gulp, his throat felt unbearably painful even to swallow the water.

After she finished drinking the water, he let go of his hand, and Qi Mo lost the strength to support her, and fell straight back.

This time, her brain was knocked sober.

Who fed her the water just now?
Thinking of this, no matter how heavy the eyelids are, it can't stop the thirst for knowledge.

Opening his eyes, Ou Shangqing's face came into view, he was looking at her indifferently, his thin lips were pursed lightly, and he still held an empty water glass in his hand.

"President...President?! You...Why are you in my room?" She swallowed hard, and found that her voice was so hoarse as if her vocal cords had been torn.

I quickly flipped through the things of last night in my mind, except eating at a hot pot restaurant, then drinking beer, and then...

Then what happened?

"It's you in my room." Ou Shangqing corrected with a sneer.

"Why am I in your room?" She looked around, it was indeed not her room, but she didn't remember how she got to his room at all!
"Ask yourself!" Ou Shangqing raised her eyebrows, and raised her chin meaningfully.

Qi Mo only felt a chill on his back, licked his dry lips, pushed aside a corner of the quilt, and lowered his head to check his clothes: "I... us?"

Her own clothes were changed and replaced with hotel bathrobes...

Clenching her fists tightly, God knows how hard she had to control herself from screaming.

(End of this chapter)