Mr. Mo, Be Good And Marry Me

the next day.

The sun was shining brightly, and a few naughty rays of light were refracted through the floor-to-ceiling windows, awakening those who were sleeping soundly on the bed.

Gu Li opened her eyes with a snort and saw herself lying on the bed, she couldn't help but froze slightly.

The scene from last night quickly flashed through his mind, seeing that she pushed away Mo Shiting's kiss and ran to the bathroom to vomit, Gu Li couldn't help but hold her forehead.

Oh, what kind of evil she did, Brother Ting must be **** off.

But then, how did she get back on the bed?

Gu Li tried hard to recall, but his mind was blank, and he couldn't remember anything.

Forget it, let's coax Brother Ting first.

Gu Li rubbed his aching temples, lifted the quilt and got up.

The clothes were the same as last night, wrinkled and looked very disgusting.

No, no, she must dress up a bit more beautifully, and then go to brother Ting.

To save my cousin making fun of her for not having the charm of a mature woman.

By the way, what about my cousin?

Gu Li was shocked and quickly called Murong Qian.

...

Imperial Hotel.

The phone on the bedside table kept making noise, Murong Qian cursed irritably, and reached out to turn off the phone, only to find that a big hand was crossing her body, pressing her domineeringly on her heart, killing her. in arms.

what happened?

She opened her eyes suddenly, and in broad daylight, the sleeping face of a fair-skinned and handsome man jumped into view.

Lu Cong! ! !

It's this bad guy! ! !

What did they do last night?

Is it...

No, absolutely not!

Murong Qian's beautiful eyes were suddenly stained with panic, and he took his hand away rudely, and hurriedly got up to check himself.

The clothes have all been changed, and now she is wearing the hotel's pajamas...

"asshole!"

Murong Qian simply picked up the pillow beside him and threw it at him.

Unfortunately, the pillow was snatched away before it hit anyone.

Murong Qian looked angrily and saw that Lu Cong had woken up and was squinting at her with a pair of long and narrow Danfeng eyes. His indifferent eyes seemed to be looking at a stranger, but he did not see the warmth of the past.

Murong Qianxin choked, and subconsciously pursed her lips.

At this time, Lu Cong had already lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Seeing that he had bare shoulders and only a pair of boxer pants, Murong Qian was even more convinced of what happened to the two of them last night, and his eyes were instantly red with anger, "Lu Cong, you turtle bastard! You...you go to hell!"

When the words fell, he hit him with the pillow again.

This time, he slammed it straight, because Lu Cong was distracted by the phrase "Lu Cong" in her mouth, so he didn't have time to hide.

"you know me?"

The man frowned, his tone full of probing.

Murong Qian was slightly startled, obviously not expecting such an attitude.

Don't know yourself?

Ah!

After all, he is a scumbag. The breakup has only been four years, and he doesn't even remember his ex-girlfriend who almost talked about marriage...

"Say! Why do you know my name? You know me?"

Not getting her reply, Lu Cong strode over, reached out and hooked her chin, forcing her to look at him.

Seeing his expression didn't look like he was lying, he had indeed forgotten her, and the corner of Murong Qian's lips curled into a sarcastic arc, "The famous medical master Lu Cong, Mo Shiting's best buddy, who doesn't know each other? I know? Is your name weird?"

Anyway, just when her best youth was completely fed to the dog, from then on, she didn't even need to hate him anymore.

"You really don't know me?"

Lu Cong pressed again.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, he actually cared about such a problem, and even faintly felt that he and she should know each other.