The president's surrogate wife, he always wants to escape

"Is it uncomfortable?"

Sensing that something was wrong with Naya, Bulut got up from the bed and leaned on Naya's forehead, looking at him nervously.

"I...I want to throw up."

Naya, who covered her mouth with her hands, had a difficult voice, wearing a torn and messy white shirt, with tears in her eyes.

"I'll take you to the bathroom right away."

Bulut didn't care about his work, picked up Naya and rushed to the bathroom.

As soon as she entered the bathroom, Naya hugged the toilet and vomited profusely. After drinking so much wine and doing strenuous exercise, it was strange not to vomit.

Bulut patted Naya on the back, seeing that Naya vomited so badly that he felt distressed, and the tears fell like money.

Bulut got up suddenly and went out of the bathroom, hurriedly went to the closet to get a nightgown and changed it on, walked out of the lounge and walked to the door, opened the door and told Josh outside, "Go and buy some hangover medicine."

"it is good."

Josh nodded respectfully and left, the corners of his eyes were red and he looked a little embarrassed.

There was more doubt in Bulut's eyes. It was the first time he had seen Josh like this, and he usually looked straight at him like an emotionless robot.

Although he was curious about what happened to Josh, Blutt didn't have time to care about it now, so he hurried back to the lounge after closing the door.

Naya in the bathroom, holding the toilet, vomited out everything he could, tears kept dripping down his long eyelashes, it looked like he vomited hard.

Naya wanted to stand up against the wall, but after being tossed by Bulut for a long time, his legs were weak, and he had no strength at all after drinking too much.

"You don't move."

Blutt hurried into the bathroom, and picked up Naya in a princess hug very easily.

Naya didn't struggle, she leaned limply into Blutt's arms, her chest heaved and panted non-stop, and tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes.

Bulut carried Naya out of the bathroom to the messy big bed, and gently put Naya on it.

Naya, who was weak and lying down, was only wearing a wide shirt with her long legs exposed. Her body was full of traces, like a broken porcelain doll, and her blinking eyelashes were wet, so he could only vaguely see a vague figure busy in front of him. After a while, he was lifted up.

"Rinse your mouth."

Blut put the water to Naya's mouth.

Naya obediently took a sip of water to rinse his mouth, and just as he was thinking about where to spit up, Bulut had already handed him an empty cup.

"It's good to spit it out."

Naya nodded and spit water into the cup.

"Lie down for a while, I'll clean up the bathroom."

Bulut put Naya back on the bed, took the cup and walked to the bathroom, and soon heard the sound of flushing the toilet.

Naya, who was lying back on the bed, was still dizzy, holding her forehead in pain while gasping for breath.

Normally he wouldn’t drink so much, but today the brothers said they wanted to celebrate him temporarily taking over District 3 and he couldn’t shirk it. More than 20 people took turns toasting him and he got drunk after a while.

"where is this place?"

Relieved, Naya looked left and right at the gray-and-white room with a large floor-to-ceiling window, feeling very strange.

Although the furnishings in the room are simple, it looks very expensive. The place is spacious and clean, comparable to hotels in the central area.

"Aren't I in District 3?"

Naya even suspected that he was drunk and came to the central area.

But obviously he met the boy from two years ago and was carried upstairs by him, so it is logical that he is still in District 3!

The dazed Naya struggled to get up, and looked around again. It was really the decoration of the hotel in the central area.

"I really can't drink in the future, it's all hallucinations."

Naya shook her head desperately, trying to wake herself up, but the more she shook her head, the more dizzy she was, and she hurriedly supported the head of the bed.

"What's the matter, headache?"

Bulut just came out of the bathroom, seeing that something was wrong with Naya, he hurried forward to ask.

Naya, who is a little sober, thinks that this voice is so similar to that dangerous boy of Blutt?

And just now he obviously felt that the model was wrong!It's not the same as it was two years ago.

Naya supported his dizzy head and looked up at Blut standing beside the bed. He wanted to confirm if it was Bulut, but there were two shadows swaying in front of him all the time.

But the strange thing is that it was this vague feeling that allowed him to see the boy from two years ago. At that time, he seemed to see that boy as vaguely, similar to the outline of the person in front of him, that is, he seemed to be a little taller.

Damn, I must have pulled the wrong person!

Depend on!He he... he just touched me.

The more Naya thought about it, the more anxious she became, the more dizzy she became, and the pain in her head was severe.

"I've sent someone to buy sober medicine, and I'll be back in a while."

Bulut sat on the edge of the bed, and raised his hand to touch Nayan's blushing face from drinking too much.

"You... who are you?"

The weak Naya slapped Brutt's slender and slender hands away with all his strength, and retreated in a panic.

Bulut laughed, knowing that Naya thought he had misunderstood someone, and immediately comforted him, "You didn't misunderstand the person, it was me."

Naya, who was uncomfortable hearing Blutt's words, held her head and was still a little wary until Blutt said, "Two years ago, you were tricked by Carter's people, and I was the one who rescued you in the hotel corridor."

Speaking of this, Brutt paused for a moment before continuing with a low smile and said, "I wanted to take you back to District 5, but you took the initiative to invite me, and we had a relationship."

The dizzy Naya didn't question it when he heard it. He never told anyone about it, only the boy at that time knew about it.

"So..., is it really you?"

Naya, with a heavy head, leaned on the head of the bed to support herself, and asked Bulut with a frown.

"it's me."

Blunt nodded with a smile.

Naya, who got an affirmative answer, was furious. She rushed towards Bulut with the strength she didn't know where, and threw Bulut down, angrily tearing the collar of Bulut's nightgown and scolding, "Bastard, leave when you're full, I'll fuck you!" kill you."

After saying that, Naya raised his fist and punched Brutt in the face, out of breath.

Bulut obediently lay down and let Naya hit him, with his hands on both sides of Naya's body to prevent him from falling backwards and getting out of bed.

"Damn... you little beast, just pull up your pants and run away."

Naya cried while hitting herself, sitting on Bulutt's body, tears fell to Bulutt's chest.

Bulut immediately got up and hugged Naya in his arms, "I didn't run away, I've been waiting for you to come to me, but you never came."

"I'm fucking looking for you, but I, I don't know who you are." Naya cried and argued while cursing.

"I know, it's my fault, I shouldn't throw those beasts too far away and go back to the hotel to accompany you earlier."

"Then, how many people did you deal with?"

Naya came out of Bulutt's arms in disbelief, and looked at Bulutt with tears.

He remembered that his subordinates reported that the death of those people was tragic, and the murderer's methods were extremely cruel.

"It's true that I handled it, but it took a while to throw it a little far away. By the time I returned to the hotel, you had already been taken away by your subordinates."

"I went to the main street to look for you, but you walked past me directly, so I thought you didn't want to mention what happened that night, so I didn't stop you."

Bulut said it easily, but in fact only he knew the pain inside.

Hearing this, Naya didn't understand anything, no matter how much he drank, he knew that the person in front of him was Blutt.

No wonder he kept looking at me and smiling, and approached me on purpose.

Naya was speechless. He didn't think about it so much at first, thinking that Blutt was a shameless little hooligan.

"The anonymous gifts I received in the past two years were also sent by you?"

"it's me."

With a smile on his face, Brut lowered his head and kissed Naya.

Naya wanted to slap Blutt, but realized that he was the boy from that night and immediately stopped.

Bulut, who was not beaten, was a little bit aggressive, leaning against Naya's lips with a rush of heat, with a strong possessive desire.

It was just an expression from Bulut, and Naya blushed, and immediately remembered what happened just now, and immediately looked at it while avoiding Bulut's kiss, and said in a flustered voice, "I, I, I just vomited just now."

"Haven't you already rinsed your mouth?" Blute reminded with a smile.

"Well, then I'll go brush my teeth."

After Naya finished speaking, she immediately got up from Blutt and walked quickly to the bathroom.

This is just an excuse, and he still needs some time to digest the truth.

Bulut didn't give Naya this time, and quickly followed Naya. Before Naya was about to close the door, he grabbed the bathroom door with a big hand, bowed his head and blocked Naya's lips, and walked towards the bathroom with a kiss, closing the door .

Naya, who was crying with her head up, kept patting Bulut's chest, but she was confused by Bulut's kiss after a while, and let Bulut ask for it, because he could never forget Bulut that night, so naturally it was impossible for him to take it. of rejection.

Perhaps when Naya was rescued that night, Naya was the boy who usually took the children out of the slums to seek a living, so maybe it was the boy who pulled Brutt, and luckily he really pulled the right deity.