At ten o'clock in the evening, the moon is charming.

Room 101, top floor of Parkson Gate Hotel.

In the room where I can't see my fingers, I think of an ambiguous gasp

Xia Xingcheng opens his eyes, only to feel that he is so confused that he can't see clearly. His body is burning like a fire.

It seems that someone is pressing on her. She struggles to push the other person, but the person does not move.

Her mind was in a mess, with no clue at all.

I just vaguely remember that I was catching up with my fiance who came back from abroad. Because I was so happy and drunk, I was sent back to my room to have a rest by my stepsister.

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I didn't expect to wake up and see this scene.

"Who are you..." Xia Xing orange's voice became fragmented under the man's action, and he didn't even have the strength to push his chest away.

But the answer was just a heavy gasp and a more close body.

"You let me go..."

She has never been such a sink, desire by the other side of the traction, involuntarily in response to this man.

The body of the other party is extremely hot, and the frowning look is not right. Xia Xingcheng feels strange, but he can't stop the man.

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She gradually lost consciousness with each other's constant collision, and finally fell into a coma.

The sky outside is getting darker and darker. At about three o'clock in the morning, the cell phone on the bedside table suddenly vibrates violently.

The man frowned to wake up from his sleep, his eyes slipped over the mess in front of him, and looked at the only thin covered Summer Star orange on the bed, his face suddenly darkened.

He picked up his cell phone and pressed it down hard. The violence in his eyes almost came out without any disguise.

It seems that he is really impatient to dare to play medicine against him.

He got up, lifted his quilt and went to the bathroom for a shower. Then he turned around and left the room without a trace of nostalgia, as if the person in the bed was just an object, and there was no need to look at it.

……

Wait until Xia Xingcheng wakes up, it is the morning of the next day.

When she opened her eyes, she felt a splitting headache, and her whole body was as sore as if she had been beaten.

She sat at the head of the bed, and last night's scenes flashed through her brain like a movie, leaving her shivering with despair.

It is obvious that the man who has gone through the ups and downs with her is not his fiance Xu Hao, who has lost his innocence in such a strange situation.

What to do

What should I do?

She hurriedly picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on. She just wanted to go home and wash them. She didn't want to stay here for a second.

However, when she opened the door, she saw Xu Hao standing outside, shocked, and her sister and father with angry faces beside her.

“…… Xu Hao

Xia Xing, orange and Nuo don't know how to explain, he is slapped in the face by his father.

The mess in the room has not been cleaned up. It's dazzling.

"Look what you've done. You've lost our Xia family's face. How can I have a daughter like you!"

Xu Hao clenched his right hand tightly, frowned and looked at her face: "Xia Xingcheng, I'm really disappointed in you."

"Not so, not so." She shook her head desperately and subconsciously dragged Xu Hao's hand for fear that he would leave. "I was drunk last night, and I went back to my room to have a rest."

She suddenly responded and stared at Xia Xingyan, who was beside her, in shock: "you did it, didn't you? You sent me back to the hotel last night. Why did you hurt me like this! "

Xia Xingyan heard this, but he was aggrieved: "elder sister, I can't understand what you are talking about. I haven't done such a thing at all."

"No?" Xia Xingcheng chuckles and gets angry to the extreme, "then why do I stay in someone else's room, and why am I not done by that man..."

"Enough!"

Xu Hao broke off her words with a violent drink, as if he didn't want to listen any more.

"I want to push others for what I've done." Xu Hao looked at her eyes as if she was just looking at an object

Xia Xingcheng hugs his arm in panic, tears rolling out of his eyes and falling on the carpet.

She didn't believe that the man who said this from his mouth was Xu Hao who had been with him for three years and was about to enter the marriage palace.

"Xu Hao." She was almost begging in a low voice, looking at the man standing in front of him, "do you believe me..."

"Stop it. I feel sick when you talk." He turned away from her with disgust, left his words and strode towards the door. "Cancel the engagement. I don't want to see you anymore."His words were like a sharp knife, straight into Xia Xingcheng's heart. She couldn't breathe because of the pain. Her despair was almost overflowing.

"Xu Hao!"

She stumbled to catch up, but her father grabbed her arm and knelt on her shoulder.

"What else do you want to do? Don't you think it's enough to disgrace our Xia family! Xia Xingcheng, from today on, get out of Xia's house. I don't have a daughter like you! "

Xia Xingcheng stays. After that, the whole person is confused. He doesn't even know how he finally got home.

The luggage has been packed and left at the door. Xia Fu has even booked her a ticket. All she wants is to pick up something and go abroad.

"Sister, are you ok?"

Xia Xingcheng is desperately looking down to collect his things. He sees Xia Xingyan walking down the stairs.

Xia Xingyan didn't feel angry when he saw her ignored. Instead, he chuckled: "do you really want to know why you are in that room? Let me tell you, I did it. I want to marry Xu Hao. I can't see you happy."

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