The wind has stopped! The rain has stopped! The birds are singing too!

  The morning sky is adorned with beautiful clouds, and the fresh air wafts in, finally dispersing the pungent smell of wine.

  Her long eyelashes trembled, and after a night of unconsciousness, she slowly opened her eyes. Her head was heavy, and for a moment, she felt disoriented. Then, her body felt like it had been torn apart, unable to move, as if something heavy was pressing down on her, making it hard to breathe.

  What's going on?

  Her mind went blank for a moment, and then everything from the previous day flashed back in her mind like a movie. Feng Qiuxia couldn't help but smile wryly, it seemed that she had been injured quite badly by Long Shaoyuan's palm, otherwise she wouldn't have been so disoriented.

  Someone actually managed to run out despite being heavily injured...

  Right! She still remembers running out with serious injuries and being accompanied by a drunkard who almost broke her front teeth... Hurriedly feeling it, fortunately, although it's loose, at least it's still there. Otherwise, when she speaks, two teeth would be missing, then she wouldn't have to go out in public anymore!

  What's wrong? Why is she so heavily burdened, she's almost being crushed to death!

  Pressure?

  Feng Qi's eyes widened in shock, and her anger suddenly ignited like a raging fire in her heart. She finally remembered how she had fainted - it was that damned drunkard who had pressed her into unconsciousness.

  And even now he is still pressing down on himself and snoring loudly, the other hand still tightly grasping the wine jar.

  It's no wonder she's a drunkard, Feng Qiuxia is indeed impressed... Wait? No! The point isn't that, the point is they still maintained the posture from yesterday when she was clinging to him for dear life, and he happened to fall in such a way that his body fit perfectly between her legs. This... Yesterday, when she was desperately holding onto him to take herself away, she didn't feel anything out of the ordinary, so why does this posture make her feel especially flirtatious now?

  Feng Qi's face flushed with heat, and she pushed him away, her voice somewhat panicked: "Hey! Are you drunk to death or not? If not, then get down from here for this lady!"

  His body was too heavy, and she couldn't push him at all with her injuries not yet healed, which made her a bit angry. She gritted her teeth, swung her hand and slapped him, in the crisp "slap" sound, his head was hit to one side, but still didn't show any signs of waking up.

  Phoenix Seven Evil Sorrow Hurry Up!

  At this moment, she was desperately struggling under him, but he was stuck between her legs and couldn't move his body at all. What's even more infuriating is that as she struggled, a hard, unknown object appeared between her legs.

  What the...?! Feng Qi suddenly looked like she had been struck by lightning, her face darkening in an instant. At the same time, yesterday's embarrassing scene flashed back into her mind, and she gritted her teeth: "You big pervert..."

  Who knows? She was just about to explode, when suddenly her neck hurt, her breathing stopped, and the curse words had not yet fully exited her mouth, but were already tightly pinched by a large hand around her neck. The sudden feeling of suffocation made her uncomfortable and she stuck out her tongue, while a gaze like that of a wild wolf locked onto her: "Who are you?"

  The voice was a little hoarse, perhaps due to last night's drinking, but still cold and ruthless.

  He actually doesn't remember her?

  Phoenix Seven Evil now has no choice but to regret, why didn't he go home yesterday and instead followed him with a brain full of iron? This is great! Just one look at this guy and you can tell he's not a good person, maybe even some kind of murderous demon. If it were the old me, that would be fine, but now I'm seriously injured, isn't this just a dead end?!

  "Who are you? Why are you in my house?" Feng Qi's eyes narrowed, his expression very displeased, and the force in his hand tightened a few more degrees.

  Feng Qini hastily waved his hand, pointing at his own neck. This idiot, he's strangling himself, how can he speak?

  He was taken aback, a hint of embarrassment flashing in his eyes, and he immediately let go of her neck, but did not get up, watching her with vigilance, revealing his high level of alertness.

  "Cough, cough! Hiccup... Cough, cough, cough... Hiccup..." Feng Qiexie let out a series of violent coughs, followed by deep gasps for air. She finally managed to revive herself. With a hint of resentment, she glanced at someone and saw their displeased frown. Immediately, with an extremely wronged tone, she began to speak: "My name is Feng Qiexie, and it was you who brought me back yesterday..."

  Although it was himself who forced him to bring himself back, but if you really think about it, he did bring himself back.

  "Was it me who brought you back?" The other party was clearly incredulous. He would bring a woman home, which was more unbelievable than a sow climbing a tree.

  Women, indeed, are creatures that cannot be trusted.

  He glared at her again, and Feng Qi hastily waved his hand: "It's true, you were drunk yesterday! You took me back to the main street, don't believe me? Think about it carefully, otherwise how could I have found your home?"

  This is the truth, if there was no one to guide him, he probably wouldn't be able to find his way here. Moreover... Feng Qi's eyes scanned around, and at the same time, she felt a kind of collapse as if struck by lightning, followed by her eyes twitching. You say that this place, even "home is bare" is not enough to describe its poverty. Even if she wanted to steal, searching everywhere would not yield half a cent. What's there for him to be vigilant about?

  This is just a broken hut, there's nothing in the house, but there are many empty wine jars all over the place. But this isn't the worst part, the worst part is that they don't even have a bed, and the door only has one half left. They're now lying on a pile of straw, I suppose this must be what he calls his bed?

  These days are spent... Feng Qiexia snorted with her nose, full of contemptuous gazes, tsk! What a miserable life.

  I must have been blind, why did I stupidly cling to him yesterday? Now she's really regretful and afraid that he'll be unable to find wine later and will sell her off to buy some.

  The drunkard concentrated his gaze, seemingly trying to recall everything from yesterday's rain, but it was all somewhat fuzzy and couldn't be remembered clearly. He then touched his slightly burning cheek, a chill flashing in his eyes: "You hit me?"

  My eyes are tearing and my teeth ache, I'm going to see a doctor! No reply to messages, will definitely respond later.

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