How can Jiang Lingyun call himself?

They haven\'t been in touch alone since her voice accident.

She knew that he had never taken himself to heart.

Now, what is he calling himself for?

Inexplicably excited, warm and hurried to connect the phone.

"Hello, brother Jiang?"

"Well, now come to Yabo. I\'m at 1188."

In a word, let the warm eyebrows wrinkle.

Yabo is a five-star hotel. How could he let himself go to the hotel to find him so late?

And how does the sound feel a little strange?

"Brother Jiang, what happened to your voice?"

There was a sound of water on the phone, like he was making a call in the bathroom.

The man\'s voice is a little stuffy, so that she can\'t hear the sound quality clearly.

"Can you hear me? I have a cold and drink some wine. Come on, I have something to do with you."

With that, the phone hung up.

The warm Xiumei frowned. Although she was a little strange, she didn\'t think much and quickly stepped out of the bar.

When I came to Yabo, I looked at the house number above, warm my lips, clenched my mobile phone, and hesitated.

Want to go in?

At night, I don\'t know what he wants from her.

Lonely men and women, if they are known, will they not be clear?

no

A straight body is not afraid of a crooked shadow.

Jiang Lingyun is innocent with her. What can she worry about?

What\'s more, Jiang Lingyun wouldn\'t call her if there were no big deal.

His mind turned, he took a warm deep breath and rang the doorbell.

The doorbell rang, but no one came out to speak.

Warm heart doubts, tentatively twisted a switch, and found that the door was not closed at all.

Push the door in, the room is dark, and a faint smell of strange fragrance can be heard in the air.

She walked in with her warm lips pursed. By the moonlight in the untighted curtains, she saw a figure lying on the bed.

"Brother Jiang? Is that you?"

Are you asleep?

Warm show eyebrows, light frown, quickly walked to the bedside and looked at the man lying on the bed.

The man\'s breathing fluctuated, and the faint moonlight shone in, revealing Jiang Lingyun\'s handsome face.

It\'s really Jiang Lingyun.

The warm heart relaxed, sat on the edge of the bed and quietly looked at the man\'s sleeping face, with some fluctuations in his heart.

This is her once love. Even if she knows that it is only her willing love, this love is also her good memory.

He bent his lips, patted his arm warmly and said softly, "brother Jiang, wake up quickly? What\'s the matter with calling me here?"

Are you drunk?

Why?

Is it because Xia Ling hasn\'t been put down yet?

Did you call her here today because there was no one to talk to?

Once, he would do the same, explaining his inner depression to himself in a place where there was no one.

She is willing to be a mushroom and tell his story.

I just don\'t know why, my head suddenly fainted.

The warm body shook, quickly shook his head and tried to open his eyes.

Something\'s wrong!

She didn\'t drink or do anything. Why did her head get heavier and heavier?

At this time, the man in bed slowly opened his eyes.

The big hand lifted up and grabbed the warm wrist.

"Brother Jiang... Ah..."

The words didn\'t finish, the warmth just felt the sky dizzy.

The next second, she was pulled to bed by Jiang Lingyun and pressed under him.

"Jiang... Brother Jiang!"

Warm and stunned, he raised his eyes and looked at the man above. He only felt that his breath smelled of wine, disorder and dryness.

The star eyes in the dark twinkled with different light.

"Warm? You..."

Jiang Lingyun was awake for a moment and stared at her.

"Brother Jiang, get up first."

Warm swallowed his saliva and wanted to push away Jiang Lingyun, but his strength became weaker and weaker, and his head became more and more dizzy.

"Brother Jiang, we..."

They can\'t stay together!

Did she fall for it?

Did someone deliberately bring her to the hotel?

But what about that phone call!