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When An Xiaojing woke up the next day, he felt that the bed was cold and cold, like a mattress that had been soaked in water. No matter how much he slept, he felt uncomfortable.

He opened his eyes and looked left and right, but he didn't find Yan Wujing's figure, so he sat up and rubbed his slightly aching head from hangover.

"I knew I didn't drink so much last night. Not only did I have a headache, but my whole body hurt."

At this time, An Xiaojing hadn't realized what happened last night, until he smelled some kind of stinky smell, he suddenly lifted the quilt.

An Xiaojing was so shocked that his eyeballs almost fell out.

"This is……"

At this time, scenes comparable to blockbuster movies suddenly flashed in An Xiaojing's mind. Every frame made him blush and heartbeat, wishing he could dig a hole and bury himself.

"My head hurts...I..."

The fragments that had disappeared in An Xiaojing's mind, as if they had been restarted, gradually became clearer, making him doubt life.

"This is me? Are you sure it was me last night?!"

An Xiaojing ran into the bathroom in fright, ignoring the pain, and rushed to the sink with bare feet.

He looked at himself in the mirror, messy hair, neck covered in strawberries.

"Yan Wujing!"

After An Xiaojing roared, Yan Wujing appeared leisurely in front of him in home clothes.

Yan Wujing folded his hands in front of his chest, leaning against the door frame of the bathroom, looking at An Xiaojing with great interest.

"Uncle, what's the matter?"

"You actually called me uncle?"

"Brother, why are you calling me?"

"What happened to the bed?"

Yan Wujing shrugged, "Chou Bao, did you forget? You wet the bed last night."

An Xiaojing thought he had an auditory hallucination, he shook his head hastily, trying to get rid of the memory in his mind.

"Yan Wujing! Is that you?!"

"Me? What's wrong with me?"

Yan Wujing blinked his big innocent eyes, without any sign of remorse, as if he did nothing wrong with what happened last night.

"I... I last night... I remember I said I was going to the bathroom last night, right?"

Yan Wujing nodded sincerely, "Yes."

"Then why don't you let me go to the bathroom?"

"I see that you are too tired. I wanted to change into your pajamas for you and take you to the bathroom, but you didn't seem to hold back."

"you……"

Yan Wujing walked up to An Xiaojing, put his arms around his waist, and said to An Xiaojing tenderly: "Honey, when I saw you last night... I just..."

Yan Wujing said something to An Xiaojing, but An Xiaojing didn't hear what Yan Wujing said, so he could only look at Yan Wujing in a daze.

"What did you just say?"

However, this is not the point, the point is, how could Yan Wujing attack a drunkard like him.

"Yan Wujing, I was drunk last night, how could you treat me like that? Don't think my head is broken and I don't remember, there were several times last night that you..."

Yan Wujing showed an innocent expression of unknown reason, "How many times? How many times?"

An Xiaojing worked hard for a long time, but couldn't say those three words.

"Forget it, don't talk about it, there will be no next time anyway."

An Xiaojing pushed Yan Wujing away abruptly, as if he didn't want to see Yan Wujing, and said, "I'm going to wash up, please stay away from me, I don't want to see you now. Also, quickly change the bedding for me." .”

"Yes, my wife."

An Xiaojing rolled his eyes at Yan Wujing angrily, and gave him a very disgusted look.

"Yan Wujing, just disappear from my sight in a hurry."