Chi Zaoyao woke up like a dream. She suddenly opened her eyes, the passion in her mind faded, and her reason was regained.
“Qin Dapao, get up.”
She suddenly lifted her legs and kicked Qin Dapao’s lower abdomen. Then she took advantage of the pain and groaning and tried her best to push him to the side, and got up and retreated aside, as if she was afraid that he would press on him again.
But Qin Dapao did not move.
“Qin Dapao”
Chi Zaozao looked at Qin Dapao who was sleeping on the ground and shouted tentatively twice, but he had no reaction.
She tidied up her clothes, and the redness on her face gradually faded, and then she gradually walked into Qin Dapao.
“Hey, get up and go back to sleep.”
He reached out and poked his arm, but there was no response. Chi Zaozao patted half of his exposed side face again, but still no response.
She had to pull him back and let him lie on the floor on his back. After seeing this, Chi Zaozao immediately understood why Qin Dapao had not responded. It turned out that she just piled him into the corner of the wall, and Qin Dapao’s forehead hit the shoe cabinet beside him. At this moment, he must have fainted. Chi Zaozao was stunned. The expression on her face was very ugly. Her delicate facial features were twisted together, wrinkled like a sad old woman.
She struggled to get Qin Dapao, who was knocked unconscious by herself, to the sofa. When she returned to the room, Chi Zaozao was already sweating profusely. She put a bath in a bath and lay in a bath.
The water temperature was just right, and it wrapped around her body warmly. She leaned against the bathtub wall, staring at the ceiling with her eyes open.