Wrong Ride, Right Lover novel Chapter 1225

Gu Linbei was exhausted.

He glanced at the woman sleeping on the bed.

There was a faint smile on her lips, which made her facial features more and more charming.

Gu Linbei's lips twitched slightly.

Then he turned around and walked to the bathroom.

He took a cold shower again.

Then she walked out of the bathroom.

Without clothes, he had only to wear the dirty clothes he had during the day before.

Then he cleaned the room.

And he also washed Louise's dirty clothes.

He didn't know much about washing clothes.

He put all of them put together and stepped on them.

Then he cleaned them with clean water and hanged them.

Gu Linbei was exhausted from last night.

Today was the most embarrassing and speechless day for him in his life so far.

He didn't go back to the bedroom, but directly fell asleep on the sofa.

Louise had not slept so soundly for a long time.

She seemed to have a deep dream.

It was so chaotic in her dream.

She seemed to have dreamed of Ze Wei.

And also seemed to have dreamed of Gu Linbei again.

Louise woke up in a daze.

She instinctively looked at her clothes.

She was wearing a skirt...

She would never wear a dress to sleep before.

"Why did I sleep in a dress yesterday?"

Then she woke up and jumped up from the bed as if she had been electrocuted.

"Didn't I drink with Gu Linbei yesterday?"

“Why am I now sleeping on the bed now?

“I seemed to dream of kissing Gu Linbei yesterday!”

Wasn't it a dream?

Louise shivered and looked toward the bedside.

Louise lifted the quilt with trembling hands.

Under the quilt, it was clean and not as red as she had imagined.

Of course, for the first time, some people didn't bleed.

The bedroom door was closed.

Louise got out of bed slowly, trembling, for fear of making any noise.

Her legs were a little soft.

She leaned against the wall and walked into the bathroom.

She walked for a long time and walked for more than ten minutes in such a short distance.

In the bathroom mirror, she saw such a woman in the mirror.

Her lips were swollen, and the corners of her lips seemed to have been bitten. There were traces on her neck and chest that seemed to have been bitten by mosquitoes.

Oh no.

The mark left by Mosquito's bite was what Louise said to comfort herself.

She knew very well that it was not a mark that a mosquito left.

It was clear that the black and blue marks were left by someone.

Louise's delicate face instantly turned pale.