She is the moonlight in the dark night

Ji Yingying woke up in Huo Zheng's arms.

There was light shining on the wall from outside the tightly blocked curtains, and Ji Yingying was not used to seeing it in a daze.

Such high-end blackout curtains are not used in servants' rooms. After all, they have to get up before the sun rises every day, and it doesn't matter whether they block the light or not.

Ji Yingying blinked her eyes and moved slightly, only then did she realize the heavy weight of Huo Zheng on her body.

She turned her head stiffly to take a look, but because her back was facing Huo Zheng, she could only see Huo Zheng's arm across her waist when she turned her head as much as possible.

He could hear his gentle breathing.

Yesterday, she fell asleep somehow.

Did they hug each other and sleep all night?
Ji Yingying moved her fingers and carefully moved Huo Zheng's arm away.

Unlike last night, Huo Zheng's strength is not particularly strong now.

Ji Yingying took a deep breath and broke free.

However, her voice startled Huo Zheng. He reached out and rubbed his neck lightly, then pressed his temples, and then slowly opened his eyes and got up.

Ji Yingying noticed when he raised his hand, she jumped three feet high to the curtain like a high school student who was caught secretly playing with her mobile phone.

Swish!
The moment Huo Zheng opened his eyes, the sunlight outside the window rushed into the room.

All he could see was a blinding white light.

Huo Zheng cursed secretly, and raised his hand to cover his eyes.

"Ji Yingying!"

After he reacted, he shouted in a hoarse voice the culprit who opened the curtain.

Ji Yingying quickly stood up straight, "Good morning, Mr. Huo."

She hid behind the curtain and did not look directly into the sunlight.

Huo Zheng hadn't changed his clothes yesterday, his shirt was wrinkled, his hair was messed up, and there was even a cyan mark on his head.

head!blue!
Ji Yingying instantly remembered the crashing sound last night, and stood behind the curtain in a daze.

"Mr. Huo, after you got drunk last night, your behavior really got out of control."

Ji Yingying organized her words, thinking about how to draw out the marks on his forehead.

However, Huo Zheng misunderstood her words, lifted the quilt and looked down, and raised his eyebrows in surprise when he saw the messy but complete clothes on his body.

Seeing his movements, Ji Yingying was stunned.

What was he thinking about!
The heat surged up instantly, and Ji Yingying quickly pressed the cool back of her hand to her cheek that seemed to be boiling.

"Yesterday you insisted on comparing the hardness of your head with the chair, but I didn't stop you no matter what."

Ji Yingying grabbed a corner of the curtain beside her, and shouted out the second half of the sentence as quickly as possible.

The two of them didn't happen last night. Too!
Huo Zheng looked at her with deep eyes, "You mean, I took the initiative to butt my head?"

Ji Yingying met him with a smile that was not a smile, and she was not sure.

It is said that drunk people will not remember what happened last night, does Huo Zheng remember?
It seemed that she didn't go out to drink often.

Not everyone will lose their memory when drunk, some people can't control their bodies, but their memories are vivid.

He can even clearly remember every action he made and every word he said when he was drunk.

Ji Yingying hesitated for two seconds, and finally decided to beat him to death.

"Yes, I didn't stop it no matter what I did yesterday."

Huo Zheng got out of bed and unbuttoned his shirt casually.

He walked towards Ji Yingying slowly, "Where did I hit?"

Ji Yingying noticed his unbuttoned hand, hurriedly lowered her head to avoid her eyes, and pointed to the chair beside her vaguely.

"It's there."

"is it?"

Huo Zheng snorted coldly. He looked at Ji Yingying who lowered her head, took her wrist and pressed it against the wall behind.

He pressed her wrist tightly to the wall next to her ear.

hands.

Ji Yingying was forced to look up at him.

The moment her eyes moved up, she inevitably saw Huo Zheng's unbuttoned shirt.

All the buttons were opened wide, revealing his well-defined abdominal muscles, and his thin waistline was almost perfect.

As he moves, the shirt is half covered.

The slightly wrinkled white shirt set off his abs beautifully.

Ji Yingying didn't dare to look any more, her eyes flickered slightly.

"How do I remember that I fell in your room because you didn't support me?"

Huo Zheng exerted force on his hand, and her hand was imprisoned by him on the wall.

Viewed from the side, her waist bends out in a beautiful arc, like a fully drawn bow.

At some point, her hands were held by him with one hand.

The other hand hugged her slender waist tightly, and slowly tightened it.

The distance between the two is getting closer and closer, and they can even hear each other's breathing.

At this moment, Ji Yingying heard several different footsteps coming from outside the door.

"Mr. Huo, there are people outside the door."

She could hear the man's breathing getting heavier, and the heat of his palms could even infect her waist through the clothes.

Ji Yingying's heart beat faster and she panicked.

Quickly took this opportunity and quickly turned his head to avoid it.

Huo Zheng didn't move away, his hand brushed over her slender waist and straightened her chin.

"No one dared to break in."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.

"Brother, Zhixi and I have returned early!"

Both Huo Zheng and Ji Yingying recognized the voice in an instant.

It's Huo Zheng's own sister, Huo Jiao.

Both froze for a second.

However, Huo Jiao didn't give them any time to react, and directly turned the doorknob after she finished speaking.

The door is opened.

Ji Yingying leaned against the wall and faced the door, and instantly saw the crowd outside the door.

Her eyes slowly fixed on Huo Jiao who was in the front, and subconsciously covered her mouth.

Huo Jiao was actually sitting in a wheelchair.

Although Huo Zheng let go of Ji Yingying's hand in an instant, the two stood together in disheveled clothes.

An ambiguous breath flowed between the two.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that there is something tricky between them.

However, Xia Zhixi, who was standing aside, only saw Huo Zheng, and trotted into Huo Zheng's arms.

"Brother Zheng, we're back early."

Ji Yingying was also surprised by the wheelchair Huo Jiao was sitting on, but in the next moment a white shadow suddenly swept across the room and fell into Huo Zheng's arms.

It was a girl, a girl in a white dress.

Ji Yingying gasped subconsciously.

Huo Zheng didn't like people touching him the most. What's wrong with this girl, she threw herself into her arms when she met her!
However, the scene where the girl was pushed away in Ji Yingying's imagination did not happen.

What was even more abnormal was that Huo Zheng froze. Although his movements were a little slow, he still hugged the girl in white skirt in his arms.

He even patted her on the back lightly, as if to appease some small animal.

Ji Yingying rubbed her eyes subconsciously, unable to believe what she saw.