In the early morning, Hai Xiaomin stretched and woke up from a strange bed. She turned her head and gently brushed her nose across the man's thin lips.

Hai Xiaomin's pupils suddenly contracted, and she sat up with a pale face. Suddenly, she felt sore all over and felt a dull pain on her lower body.

Without waiting for her to suspect what had happened, the sheet slipped down. The bruises on her baby-like white and smooth skin, which represented a crazy night, instantly reminded her of the memory fragments that she couldn't look back to.

"It's a big game..."

Hai Xiaomin scratched her hair in annoyance. After a while, she secretly glanced at the man next to her.

Not to mention that his vision was not bad after he got drunk. This man was extremely pleasing to the eye. His eyebrows were sharp, and his facial features were clear and three-dimensional. He had the depth of an oriental, as well as the wild charm of the West. Under his high and straight nose, there was a thin lips that were compressed into a line with a strong sense of desire.

"However, have I seen this person somewhere before? He looks a little familiar."

Hai Xiaomin leaned over and got closer to carefully identify him. Unconsciously, her hair slipped across the man's cheeks, collarbones, and playfully touched him.

Out of the blue, she met a pair of calm and deep eyes.

It was so dark, like a black hole. It had the magic to devour people's hearts.

He's awake?!

Hai Xiaomin stepped back in shock. The man got up, tilted his head, and raised his eyebrows at her, with an unclear meaning of danger. "Do you still want to try?"

"Try what?"

Hai Xiaomin saw at a glance that the sheet was lifted arrogantly by something. Thinking of his ferocity last night, she was so scared that her legs went soft. She grabbed the sheet and covered herself with it. She shook her head fiercely and said, "No, no."

Yesterday, because of some things, she went to drink because she was in a bad mood. Hai Xiaomin clearly remembered that when she was half drunk, she found a man with a perfect appearance.

In an entertainment place, wouldn't a man with a good appearance come out to show off?

With the help of the alcohol, she dared to flirt with him.

At first, the other party's attitude was very cold, but when she was drunk, not only was she not sensible, but he aroused her desire to conquer him. She pestered him shamelessly for a long time, and then... captured him.

Thinking of this, Hai Xiaomin didn't even have the strength to be angry. From a certain point of view, the other party was the victim.

After hurriedly taking a shower, Hai Xiaomin came out to put on her clothes. She couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you going to put on your clothes yet?"

Just now, she accidentally dragged the quilt away and left the man naked. However, this man seemed to have an extremely strong willpower and did not hide anything. He leaned against the head of the bed. His face was cold and his expression relaxed. There was no difference in his eyes!

However, his figure was indeed very good. His shoulders were wide, his waist was narrow, and his legs were long. His muscles were well-defined and there was not a trace of excess flesh.

"No rush." The man replied calmly.

"Not in a hurry? What is he waiting for?"

Only then did she realize something. Hai Xiaomin grabbed the wallet and found two hundred. She glanced at the man, put down the wallet decisively, and picked up the phone.

"How much is your Zhi Fubao?"

There was a flash of surprise in the man's eyes, but he didn't say anything. He casually took the phone at the head of the bed, clicked a code, and handed it out. Hai Xiaomin glanced at it, and with a ring of the bell, the man's account had two thousand more.

A nine-digit number could not even be counted as a zero.

The man raised the corner of his mouth and said with a faint smile, "Am I worth 2,000 yuan?"

"Too little?" It was also the first time that Hai Xiaomin had no experience. She just felt that with this man's background, two hundred was definitely not enough. Just as she was about to change the number, she heard him say, "I am not short of money to sell myself."