In the midst of a shout and killing, Mu Zilong half opened his eyes, God! That feeling of discomfort also woke up at this moment, exhausted, headache, dizziness, nausea, and a series of hangover symptoms followed one after another. However, while making Mu Zilong uncomfortable, he found that he was actually in a hotel.

Blinking his confused eyes and trying to make his vision clearer, Mu Zilong sat up hard. He could feel the pungent smell of alcohol in the air he exhaled. At that moment, he swore that he would never drink again, but this vow seemed to say so after every hangover.

When people are in pain, they always repent of their mistakes and pray that God can forgive themselves and reduce the distance to torture. However, this psychological hint usually makes them feel better. Until they are reused next time, they always feel that doing something is better than staying in the secretly painful ones.

But after Mu Zilong stood up, he found that the feeling of discomfort became stronger. At this time, he felt that the best way was to lie back. What other way was there? Once he decided like this, Mu Zilong's body and mind seemed to have his soul removed, and weakly collapsed on the white bed sheets. Everything was so white, white sheets, white pillows, white bedding, and white walls.

Looking at the Chinese chandelier on the ceiling in a daze, it was hanging by a rope like a large bowl, covered with honeycomb-shaped holes, which made Mu Zilong feel urge to disgusted. Fortunately, he had already cleared his stomach before.

Smelling his alcoholic smell, he didn't know where he was now, yesterday... He didn't know what time it was, but he could only say that he still remembered himself and their happy scenes. When he woke up, people always wanted to quietly recall those beautiful impulsive moments, and the pain and excess joy of life, which is why people always recall the past.

But how could he sleep alone in this room where the environment seemed pretty good? Where did those guys go? They definitely wouldn't be much better than themselves. Mu Zilong must be sleeping with her girl's ketone body. Mu Zilong was a little disappointed to think of this because he was alone, and thinking about the erotic scenes of those guys... It's not right, he seemed to have left alone.

Mu Zilong frowned and recalled the incomplete memory. He was sure that his brain could not function at this time at all. As people often say, (swear words) your head is like a pile of mud. Yes, Mu Zilong is like this at this moment.

He moved his eyes and looked out the door with his eyes focused on the light bulb. He found that the hotel was quite big. He was now in the bedroom, with a dormant LCD TV sticking to the wall in front of him. Outside... Mu Zilong felt thirsty and wanted to be like a cracked dry land. Damn it, he still had to get up.

He almost walked out of the door with the wall. Unexpectedly, there was a living room in this room and the bathroom was at the door. Damn it, why was it so far? Mu Zilong just complained in his heart. He felt that this was also the power to support him, giving him a hint of energy.

On the cabinet in the tea area at the door, Mu Zilong grabbed a bottle of vitamin distilled water, twisted the lid and drank it all in one go. It was so fucking comfortable, just like a long drought that time. Only by experiencing that feeling can you clearly know the feeling of joy.

The whole person was like a fire, and one percent of the battery immediately felt 10%. At this time, he was too lazy to go back to the bedroom and lay down on the sofa in the living room. It was soft and the texture was really good. The warm light filled the room with an ambiguous atmosphere. This kind of room is actually particularly romantic and is very suitable for one or more pairs of men and women to indulge in one match. Mu Zilong looked into the bathroom, and even thought about the path. He first took a bath from the bathroom, and then started to get into the state, and fucked all the way to the sofa where he was lying on, and then into the bedroom, just like the passionate and shameful scene in a TV series.

When Mu Zilong thought of this, he found a faint fragrance on his body. He felt that this should be left by those young ladies, but a figure with a flaming red lips flashed in his mind, but he couldn't see his face. By the way! Mu Zilong remembered that he came to the underground passage and was surrounded by someone. This shouldn't be a dream, but he seemed to have nothing to do and was still in such a romantic hotel. Thinking about it, this really can't take up the messy memories.

Mu Zilong, who calmed down, wanted to recall the plot in the passage, as if......... he was pressed against the wall, and a guy pressed his neck with a blade. Thinking of this, Mu Zilong couldn't help but stretch out his hand to wipe it towards his neck, and there was some blood on his skin, a little bit, it seemed that this was not a dream, it was indeed a real picture.

Then why... it was the flaming red lips? Mu Zilong frowned and tried hard to squeeze out some clues from memory. It should be a woman, and she was tall and sexy. Mu Zilong found that the faint fragrance coming from his body should not be the smell of those young ladies, but the woman who brought herself here from danger!

There is no way to combine this person's face completely. Mu Zilong only has sporadic fragments, a very sexy woman, with long wavy hair, exquisite makeup, and the deep groove that can't be seen at the end. Just like the cover image of the Island Prosecutor series, this metaphor seems to have desecrated the person who saved his life, but Mu Zilong feels that this image is indeed what he remembers.

Who is it? A woman can save herself under the hands of so many people. Logically speaking, she would not know such a character. Among the few Mu Zilong's impressions, the only tomboy who is pretty good should be Ke Xin. However, if the flame red lips and deep grooves are still there, the prosecutor series will probably not do this even if she beats her to death.

Putting aside Kexin, Mu Zilong couldn't imagine when he met such a exciting woman. Forget it, he didn't think about it. But since she brought her here, you might ask the front desk when you go out later, and they will definitely have an impression.

Yes, that's right, Mu Zilong thought that the best way now is to sleep and get back to sleep, and to drive 10% of the battery to at least 50%, otherwise he wouldn't be able to get out of this room.

It was already evening when Mu Zilong woke up again. At that time, as he said, he had almost 50% of his battery, at least he could not walk with the wall. Although his head was still very painful, Mu Zilong insisted on taking a cold shower. His clothes could only be worn back to those dirty ones. This was really helpless.

When he returned to the bedroom, Mu Zilong found that his phone was constantly flashing. He picked it up and saw that more than a dozen unanswered calls were probably no one remembered him except Dandan. Those guys are definitely still asleep in the karaoke room in a daze.

"Dandan."

Without thinking, Mu Zilong called back immediately, and the phone was just connected after beating.

"Brother Long, where are you? I haven't seen you for a day. I'm so worried. Sister Li said if the sniper came to take revenge on you!" Dandan's caring and anxious voice immediately came from the other end of the phone.

Hearing a beauty cares so much about him, Mu Zilong felt that the world was so big that she was not as important as a woman of her concern: "I'm fine. I drank too much yesterday and slept all day. I'm going to go back now."

"Is that right? If you don't call me just now, I'd have thought about calling the police."

"Fortunately, I called back in time, otherwise the police might sue you for abuse of police force." Mu Zilong said humorously.

"People are worried about you for a day, and you're still joking."

Dandan's tone was a little anxious, as if she was angry about Mu Zilong's tone of "indifferent" but Mu Zilong certainly didn't mean that.

"I know you are worried about me. More than a dozen calls have already explained everything. It's hard for you to care about me so much. I'm wondering if I should bring some gifts to apologize when I go back."

"What a crime to pay for? You're fine, it's the best gift."
Chapter completed!