The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

When she opened her eyes, she saw that her body was wrapped in layers of blankets.

This kind of situation where she couldn't even get her hands and feet free was obviously not her doing.

And regardless of the blanket, she still had a pair of heavy legs pressed against her body.

In front of her was a warm stove pressed against her body, and that was a man's chest.

From the looks of it, she didn't take the initiative to carry him over, but Ji Yi naturally leaned over?

She struggled, but she couldn't get free.

Xia Ling simply arched her body and leaned into Ji Yi's embrace.

With the two of them sleeping like this, even if the central air conditioner in the room was turned on to regulate the temperature, the temperature from two bodies was enough to make Ji Yi sweat from the heat.

Finally, it was Ji Yi's turn to wake up from the heat.

When he opened his eyes and suddenly saw the woman's soft face, Ji Yi's brows furrowed. He instinctively thought that the woman had taken advantage of his sleep to lean into his arms.

But he soon discovered that the woman was obediently sleeping on the side of the big bed against the wall.

And he, who was perfectly fine on the side of the bed, had instead slept in and hugged the woman.

Ji Yi felt a little guilty.

He rolled up the blanket and retreated.

When he pulled his hands and feet away, Xia Ling, who had not been sleeping soundly, naturally woke up.

She opened her eyes and happened to see Ji Yi.

Feeling guilty, that must be how Ji Yi felt right now, right?

He stood up stiffly.

His mouth and tongue were dry as he went to pour two glasses of water. He turned around and gave Xia Ling a glass.

"Do you want some water?"

Xia Ling took the glass of water.

"Thank you."

She drank the wine and was indeed very drunk. Her throat was indeed very dry.

They drank the water separately.

Ji Yi gradually calmed down the awkwardness.

He pressed the service desk and got someone to bring the clothes up.

Assistant Li was indeed very good at handling things.

The clothes he took from the Ji family were not only Ji Yi's, but also Shi Yan's.

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After changing his clothes.

Ji Yi looked at the woman and his thoughts finally settled down.

He looked at his watch.

It was already 11 pm since she called for him at five in the afternoon.

Seven hours had delayed the two events that he had originally planned to visit the Rose Hotel and have dinner with the employees.

The postponed events either had to be canceled, or they could only occupy his extra time.

This was all because she was drunk for no reason.

"Shi Yan, don't you have anything you want to say to me?"

Ji Yi was by the French window.

There was coffee and hot water here. He could make his own coffee.

He made himself a cup of Blue Mountain.

Then, without waiting for him to speak.

The girl's clean hands had already taken the hot water bottle from his hands.

"I don't have anything to say. I just didn't expect to be schemed against like this just for a small script."

The girl's tone was very cold, completely different from when she was drunk before.

"This time, thank you for saving me."

Ji Yi glanced at her.

He could only see one side of her face.

She looked a little tired, but she was still cold and stubborn, just like Ji Yi used to know her.

After making the coffee and carrying her own coffee, Xia Ling sat opposite the man.

She looked at the rising coffee steam and her gaze passed through the steam.

Then her gaze fell on Ji Yi, and her gaze was difficult to distinguish.

"Ji Yi, you're also saving yourself."

"That good friend of mine isn't just coming for me. They have a script. As long as I enter Gu Xu's room, there will be paparazzi who will expose my identity and blame you for being dirty and cuckolded."

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"These are all your own words." Ji Yi took a sip of coffee.

His expression was indifferent, as if he had returned to his previous appearance.