Staring blankly at the snow-white ceiling, Luoyang\'s black grape like clear eyes, because the pain of the body gradually surged into shock and disbelief.

Last night, she and a man

Thinking of the man\'s face, Luo Yangyang hurriedly looked at the big bed. There was no suspicious figure on the bed, and then looked around the whole luxury suite. There was no one except her.

"I and Feng, Feng Sheng..." Luo yangmi\'s long eyelashes trembled fiercely. When his small mouth read the man\'s name, he couldn\'t help shaking slightly.

Last night\'s crazy scenes, although she can\'t remember the whole journey, she still has some impressions. She can even clearly recall the high, cold and crazy face of canonization.

"Crazy, crazy, how can I talk to him? He is the son of my stepfather, how can I!"

Luo Yangyang\'s eyes widened in horror as if struck by thunder. He covered his small face and was about to cry. It was obviously difficult to accept such a fact.

Shocked and overwhelmed, she did not dare to stay here more. She opened the quilt and got out of bed.

"Ah..." he got up with pain. His feet just touched the ground. Luo Yangyang\'s feet softened and fell under the bed.

"Pain." Luo Yangyang had no comfortable place all over, just like being run over by a big truck. "Why is it so painful?"

Thinking of the culprit of canonization, Luo Yangyang was afraid that he would rush out of any corner. Luo Yangyang tried to resist and got up.

There was a bag on the bedside table. She just saw whether it was clothes or women\'s clothes. She couldn\'t think about it. She picked it up and put it on.

When I was dressing, I saw the terrible blue and purple marks on my body. Luo Yang\'s face turned red. I don\'t know whether it was ashamed or angry.

Quickly put on her clothes. Luo Yangyang was in a panic since she woke up. When she came out of the club with long hair, she didn\'t even dare to raise her head.

Walking aimlessly in the street, I accidentally saw a drugstore. Luo Yangyang stood at the door for a long time, walked in with his teeth clenched, and rushed out as fast as he could after buying the medicine.

Without water, she swallowed an emergency contraceptive pill, and the kit was thrown into the dustbin.

She is 19 years old and has grown up. She doesn\'t know anything. After the absurdity, she has to protect herself.

As night fell, Luo Yang made a phone call after wandering in the street for a few hours.

As soon as the bell rang for a second, the phone was connected, and the angry roar of friends also rushed into the eardrum:

"You didn\'t know where my teacher called me today! You almost didn\'t know where my teacher called me today!"

"You you." As soon as he heard his friend\'s roar, Luo Yangyang felt sour and suddenly wanted to cry, "I want to roll a string and wait for you at the baking stand."

Luo Yangyang got stuck in her throat and hung up without waiting for youyou to reply. She was worried that she would cry if she continued.

"Hang up on me?" In the university dormitory, you you, with big round eyes, glared angrily at the mobile phone that had ended the call, "Luo Yangyang, you can do it! Wait and see how I deal with you!"

After that, youyou hurried out of the dormitory. When she rushed to the street roast stall where they often go, she saw Luoyang, who sat alone at the table and never drank alcohol, drinking like crazy.

"You can\'t take the wrong medicine! Why did you drink wine? You ordered so many kebabs!"

Youyou, who came in a hurry, sat down on the opposite side of Luoyang, shocked and looked at the small table full of strings. Two adult men had enough to eat.

"I\'m in a good mood!" Luo Yangyang\'s wine glass was heavily put. Looking at his friend\'s round and lovely baby face, he said with a cool smile, "it\'s my treat. Help yourself!"

"You said it!" As soon as youyou\'s eyes lit up, he immediately reached out to greet the boss and shouted, "boss, another fifty mutton kebabs!"

The baking stand is located on the roadside. Passers-by in a hurry pass by. A little further ahead is the street. Under the night light of thousands of lights, the traffic is busy.

Feng Sheng sat in a low-key and luxurious private car. When he came home after a day\'s work, his cold eyes showed a little fatigue. When his cold eyes inadvertently threw out of the window, his sight suddenly fell on a small figure with long black hair on the street stall: "stop."