He frowned, seemingly displeased with this uncontrolled physical reaction, but couldn't move his eyes.
In her sleep, Lindsay dreamed she was on the African savannah, being stared at by a fierce lion, which was staring straight at her as if it was going to eat her.
She woke up with a start from her dream.
However, the moment she opened her eyes, what met her eyes was a pair of deep, yet forcing calm pupils.
Her brain went blank for a moment.
Her eyes snapped open and she covered her chest, saying incoherently, "You, how did you get in my bed?"
The man calmly withdrew his gaze and slowly lifted the covers, "This is my bed."
Lindsay tried to open her mouth to retort, but when looking at the environment of the room, she swallowed the words that came to her lips.
"Weren't you there for your girlfriend's birthday? Why did you come back?" Lindsay got off the bed and stood aside.
Her tone was a slightly questioning one.
Yesterday she heard from Aunt Nina that he was not coming back at night, and then she let her guard down and slept deeply, and she did not even know that he had entered the room.
She actually slept in the same bed as this man last night.
The thought that she slept in his arms last night made her cheeks hot.
She ducked her head.
Hugo unbuttoned his shirt, he didn't take off his clothes last night, which still had the smell of alcohol on them, they were wrinkled and stuck to his body uncomfortably. He looked askance at the woman standing at the edge of the bed at a loss, the curve of his lips had a hint of playfulness, "Is girlfriend's birthday as important as a wedding night? "
Lindsay, "......"
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