Nanxi's first love began at the age of seventeen. The first man she met who made her heart warm was Li Weihuan. Her first date, first holding hands, and first kissing were all given to Li Weihuan!

But Li Weihuan's breath was warm and gentle, right, gentle, and he always kissed her carefully.

Once, Lan Qier covered her stomach and said to her, "Nanxi, do you know? Today I heard that bastard Zhang Mu say...hahaha... said that your Li Weihuan dared not kiss you, for fear of kissing you badly...hahaha..."

Yes, Li Weihuan doesn't kiss her that much, so the person who kisses her now... is not Li Weihuan...

After Nanxi had this consciousness, she began to struggle in the man's arms, but helplessly, she didn't have much strength at all. The force on her lips was too heavy and the kiss was too deep, so that her resistance became thin and powerless...

Nanxi's hands were clenched on the man's shoulders, and the force was very strong. A pair of water-colored eyes opened, but the man's narrow eyes and long eyelashes were just the man's slightly closed eyes, and he could not see the man's face at all...

Nanxi felt that her breathing was about to stop, and her face was flushed. When she felt that she was about to die, the man let go of her lips. Nanxi leaned weakly in the man's arms, gasping for breath...

The man's voice gently slid across her face with a gentle hoarseness and came into her ears, as soft as it was.

He said, this dream is very beautiful, what do you think? Nanxi...

...

The next morning, Nanxi woke up from his sleep and reached out to scratch his head. He was not awake yet, and his head hurts...

She looked at the surrounding scenery and glanced at the huge photo of Liang Qiaoqiao hanging on the opposite wall. Needless to say, this must be Liang Qiaoqiao's small apartment...

Nanxi struggled to sit up, and suddenly the door lock turned. The next second, Liang Qiaoqiao walked in with a wide beige nightgown and a glass of milk.

Seeing Nanxi wake up, she raised her delicate eyebrows, "Are you awake?"

Nanxi nodded and asked her, "How come I am here..."

"How could it be here? Of course I brought you here..." Liang Qiaoqiao said, raising her foot and walked towards her, handing the milk in her hand over.

"You got drunk last night, and then I took you to the bathroom. You, you were so angry that you couldn't breathe, and then you were completely unconscious... There was no way, I could only take you back first!"

Nanxi narrowed her eyes and tried to recall what had happened before: they went to eat, drink, and then sang, and then she felt a little uncomfortable and wanted to go to the bathroom, and then... what happened?

I always feel that she seems to have seen someone, and that person seems to be...

"Cousin, you went to the bathroom yesterday and accompanied me!"

"Who else can I besides me?" Liang Qiaoqiao's eyes flashed slightly.

"Then have we met anyone...for example, men... or something!"

Liang Qiaoqiao immediately reached over with a jade hand on the scene, stroked it on Nanxi's forehead, and Nanxi asked, "What are you doing?"

"What are you doing? It depends on whether you are drunk or not? What man... Nanxi, you shouldn't have a spring dream!"

Liang Qiaoqiao was intrigued by this, raised her eyebrows and looked at Nanxi, "...Tell me, who did you dream of? Li Weihuan? Or... another man?"

Nanxi's face turned red, spring-dream? Oh my god...
Chapter completed!