Goodnight Kiss from My Rumored Husband

Lin Yi shallowly heard, and opened his eyes suddenly.

Why is Qi Shaodong knocking on her door so late?

She got up in doubt and went to open the door, and White entered the workshop silently.

The door opened, Qi Shaodong looked at her with an apologetic expression, "The boss didn't bother you to sleep."

"No." Lin Yi shook his head, "Is there anything wrong?"

After asking her subconsciously, she glanced into the room next to Gushen, and he drank so much alcohol and came back.

Maybe he didn't ask Qi Shaodong to come to her.

"General Manager Gu ... he drank too much. I have never done anything to change a man's clothes." Qi Shaodong smiled in embarrassment. "The waitress who called the hotel felt inappropriate ..."

He looked at Lin Yiqian, and the words behind him ceased.

But the meaning I wanted to express was already obvious. Lin Yi shallow was desperately uncontrollable, and his steps were already eager to try.

Snapping Shaodong nodded calmly on the face, "Let me check it out."

Qi Shaodong just held the mentality to try, but did not expect Lin Yiqian to agree, he was a little surprised for a moment.

After a moment of reaction, he thanked him happily, "Thank you, boss."

Fearing that Lin Yichan would regret it, he quickly handed her the room card in Gu Nianshen's room: "I'm going to bed first, and I will be flying early tomorrow morning."

He pretended to yawn and slipped quickly.

After Qi Shaodong went away, Lin Yichan looked down at the room card in his hand, then tightened his fingers, grabbed the room card in his palm, and closed the door of the room with the other hand.

Walked towards Gu Nianshen's room.

The room key was placed on the door sensor, and Lin Yiqian couldn't help holding his breath when he heard the sound of "嘀".

Like a thief, he opened the door and looked into the room.

The curtains were pulled tightly, and the dim light seemed to be depressed. Her breath was still condensed, and she stopped to take a deep breath before continuing to walk inside.

With each step, her heartbeat accelerated.

What a familiar scene, what a familiar plot, just like it happened yesterday.

The memories poured into her mind like a flood, sweet and bitter.

The footsteps finally came to the bedroom, and the thick smell of wine rushed out. She saw the man lying on the bed with his shirt unbuttoned halfway.

He frowned, rubbing one hand against his chest, looking uncomfortable.

Lin Yi was superficial and put aside all the thoughts and emotions, and speeded up to the bedside, "read deeply."

This was the second time she called his name after she returned, strange and mixed with excitement.

She bent down and reached out to catch the man's hand. The man suddenly raised his hand and grabbed her hand first. Before she could react, she was dragged down and laid on his body.

Cardiac arrest.

She looked up, staring at the man with a pained expression on his face, his eyes closed.

Ke Lin Yitang could clearly feel that his arms were constantly tightening, and she would be out of breath if he was tighter, but she still didn't want to struggle, hoping that he could hold her tighter and tighter.

Make her feel a little more real, make her believe that this is not a dream, nor is it a hallucination.

The man's hand on her back suddenly moved, slowly moved up, and moved to the back of her head. The other hand was also raised, and both hands clasped her head.

She inserted her fingers into her freshly washed hair and rubbed her scalp gently.