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Chapter 2787 2809: He is the Korean actor (19)

As soon as the door was pushed open, there was a smell of alcohol in the huge bedroom, and the man's clothes were scattered on the carpet.

And the big-bed- was very messy, it can be said to be a mess.

The man was lying on his side, with ambiguous scratches all over his strong back...

The scene in front of her made Yu Xiaoman's heart sink to the bottom of the valley, she walked over with her lips covered, her eyes were red.

"Why? Why do you torture me like this!?..." She shed tears and stroked his face with trembling hands.

The man didn't move at all, apparently the alcohol hadn't passed, and he was in a deep sleep.

Yu Xiaoman sat on the edge of the bed dejectedly, tears streaming down her face, she was already 32 years old, the best youth of a woman was gone, she left her youth to him.

But after waiting for so many years, no matter how hard he tried, he was indifferent. In the end, he lost to other women time and time again.

Forget about the previous two times, at least she knows who the other party is, and he is also sober, but what is this time?What is it to find such an ordinary woman after being drunk! ?She is not reconciled!
Yu Xiaoman was heartbroken, but there was nothing she could do. She covered her lips, trying not to let herself make a sound. Finally, she lay down next to the man and hugged him tightly...

She leaned quietly in his arms like this, staring at his handsome facial features, as if she had lost her soul. If she could, she really wanted to just hug him like this until eternity!
"Hmm..." After an unknown amount of time, the man finally woke up, he hummed lightly, and then opened his eyes.

Seeing the blood in his eyes, and knowing how drunk he was last night, Yu Xiaoman felt distressed, put his hands on her face and said, "Are you awake? Does your head hurt!?..."

Hearing the woman's gentle voice, Han Luoxuan's tall body trembled, and his temple throbbed with throbbing pain. He stared at her, completely awake.

"Xiaoman?" As soon as he spoke, the man's voice was hoarse, like a torn silk brocade, sexy and deceptive. "What about you?..."

His head started to hurt violently again, and the hangover was really bad. He was drunk for some reason last night, and his memory was blurred since he left the box.

I only vaguely remember that the woman who took the photo came here with the contract and the check, and the content of the conversation is not very clear, and what happened later is even more vague.

He lowered his head and glanced at his naked upper body, and he could feel that there was no clothes under the quilt.

Han Luoxuan sat up abruptly, as if realizing something, he looked at the bed beside him, the sheets were messy, and it was obvious that someone had slept on it.

He frowned, and lifted a corner of the quilt, and the bright red blood stains on the snow-white sheets were shocking.

Yu Xiaoman sat up and saw it too. Her heart ached, but she pretended to be calm, just watching without making a sound.

"Yu Xiaoman..." At this time Han Luoxuan turned his head, he pinched the woman's chin, "It was you last night?..."

Although the memory is not clear, he still has some vague feelings, especially the woman's cry of pain, which still rings clearly in his ears.

"Huh?" Yu Xiaoman was taken aback, and suddenly realized that he had no memory of what happened last night, or that he didn't know that woman at all?

She remembered the scene where the woman rushed into the elevator just now. Indeed, if they knew each other, or were boyfriend and girlfriend, would that woman need to run? !
"You...don't remember?" She asked tentatively, keeping her eyes on his expression.

(End of this chapter)