The boss asked me to meet at the Civil Affairs Bureau

Seeing that she was about to push her away, Song Bailian jumped into Di Moyu's body in a jerk, as if her mind had lost its thread. Her arms changed from hugging his waist to directly hugging his neck.

"Song Bailian, get down." Di Moyu's hand was still engaged in a tug-of-war with her body.

Song Bailian didn't want to, she hugged him tightly, and her legs wrapped around his waist tightly.

"No."

Rebellion came out, the more she was asked to do something, the more she refused to do it.

When Di Moyu moved his ears, he naturally heard the movement from the opposite door.

This apartment has two households on one floor, with doors facing each other.

They made such a big noise in the corridor, which naturally disturbed the neighbors.

Seeing that the door to the opposite door was about to open, Di Moyu was serious, with a serious face, "Song Bailian, hurry down, I'm going back, we'll talk about it when you wake up tomorrow."

As soon as the voice fell, the door opened.

The person who lived across from Song Bailian was a white-collar worker of a company. He met Song Bailian several times, and they were nodding acquaintances among neighbors.

She has a morning meeting tomorrow, and she was already about to fall asleep, but she was woken up by the movement outside the door.

Seeing that the movement didn't show any sign of going down, instead it was getting bigger and bigger. She couldn't sleep anymore, so she put on a coat and went outside.

As a result, I saw this scene and heard what Di Moyu said.

She was stunned.

Unexpectedly, this neighbor was so open, hanging on the person like an octopus, and refused to let him go.

Too proactive.

"Excuse me, can I trouble you to lower your voice, I have to go to work tomorrow."

Di Moyu pursed his lips, "I'm sorry, she forgot to bring the key."

"..."

These days, is there still an excuse for women to forget their keys?
The neighbor glanced at Song Bailian, who was hugging the man tightly, and went straight into the house without saying anything.

Sure enough, after a few minutes, there was no movement in the corridor.

Di Moyu, who directly brought the octopus on his body into the elevator, had a sparkle in his eyes.

There are also witnesses.

Ah.

Looking down at Song Bailian who was leaning her head on his shoulder defenselessly, Di Moyu smiled.

Tonight, he is welcome.

When Uncle Liu saw Di Moyu coming out again with the girl in his arms, he immediately got out of the car and opened the door for him.

"She forgot her key, Uncle Liu, go to Yongjing Garden."

Yongjing Garden is a real estate under the name of Di Moyu, but he rarely goes there, and usually only part-time workers come to do cleaning regularly.

The place where Di Moyu lives is naturally not an ordinary community.

In a place where every inch of land is very expensive, the people who live here are all rich people, with strict access control and high security.

If Song Bailian, who was sober, would still sigh when she saw the familiar words at the door, wouldn't it mean that she had squatted and guarded for several nights, but she didn't take any pictures of high-end neighborhoods that were useful for gossip.

Well now.

Song Bailian was almost carried into the house by Di Moyu.

As soon as she entered the room, Song Bailian was completely pressed against the wall of the entrance, and the scorching breath blew on her face so blatantly.

Even the dizzy Song Bailian opened her blurred eyes because of the heat.

"Huh?" The ending sound raised, as if asking.

Sweat broke out on Di Moyu's forehead. Enduring the pain somewhere, he pressed it against her ear, and said in a slow and low voice, "Lianlian, sleep with me tonight, okay?"

A burst of itching spread from the ears to the whole body, and Song Bailian's delicate body trembled.

She could only hear "Is it okay?" As for the prefix of "Is it okay", she couldn't hear it clearly at all.

Really tortured by this voice, Song Bailian closed her eyes and replied "OK".

Then, the voice disappeared.

The surrounding area is even more quiet.

When she was about to open her eyes again, a black shadow completely covered her.

In the big house, it was full of light and heavy breathing, as well as the rustling sound of clothes rubbing and falling to the ground, a room full of spring and love.

……

Song Bailian was awakened by the sun's light, she opened her eyes a little in a daze, and wanted to sit up as usual, sitting up and stretching out her hands to close the curtain beside the bed.

In the end, after touching for a long time without touching the curtains, Song Bailian was taken aback, her narrowed eyes completely opened.

Then, there was a burst of pain from being run over by a car, and she almost fell down.

Rubbing his temple, it seemed to hurt even more.

Song Bailian looked around, and had some bad thoughts in her heart. This room, which looked bigger than her apartment, was not her pink nest.

Hey!
Some people remember clearly what happened the next day when they were drunk.But some people can't remember at all.

For example, Song Bailian.

She belongs to the latter, as long as she is completely drunk, she seems to have lost her memory, and she can't remember what happened after she was drunk.

So, looking at this strange environment, no matter how much Song Bailian beat her head, she couldn't remember what happened last night.

However, even if she forgot what happened, she lowered her head and looked at the marks on her body, and still clearly realized that she had been slept on!