She turned over suddenly and stepped back.
The arc of the movement was too large and he fell directly to the ground.
"ah!"
She let out a low cry.
She quickly pulled the quilt over herself, looking at the handsome face on the bed, her mind full of her best friend's words that no one else was willing to marry her.
So, "Who are you?"
She pulled the quilt away, revealing the scene on the bed.
The man has a lean and strong waist, distinct abdominal muscles, and downwards...
Hearing this, he slowly raised his head, a smile appeared on his handsome face, his eyes were full of smiles, and his voice was low, "Wife, you don't even recognize me when I haven't even put on my pants?"
The extremely natural voice of "wife" made Sophia's face hot and she looked away unnaturally.
Ava 's scream on the phone made it impossible for her to ignore the situation. "There's a man with you! Sophia , where did you find that man and bring him home?"
"I'll call you later." Sophia rubbed her hungover head and hung up the phone.
She can actually drink a very average amount of alcohol.
Who would have thought that the notorious nightclub queen, the eldest daughter of the Montgomery family , could drink just one bottle.
I lost my memory when they were saying happy wedding to each other, and my mind went blank after that.
Sophia's drooped eyelids trembled slightly. She didn't dare to look at the man on the bed. She just secretly lifted the quilt to look at herself. Then her old face became even redder, and even her ears turned red.
Not wearing a single piece of clothing.
but.
She shifted and murmured to herself.
"What's going on? No feeling?" Thinking about it, she moved her eyes to the bed.
There was no trace of anything on the light yellow bed sheet.
Oh my God, what is going on?
This time, she no longer blushed and cast a meaningful look at the person on the bed. Just as she was about to speak, the other person's words brought her back to her original form.
"I wonder what's going on now?" Michael stared at her.
Sophia sneered, "How is that possible? I am very experienced."
After saying this proudly, she got up from the ground, covered the man's head with the quilt, and slipped away.
The sound of water dripping could be heard in the bathroom.
The man on the bed curled his lips and chuckled. He was sure now—
She really didn't know him.
Half an hour later.
Sophia came out of the shower and sat on the sofa in the bedroom, staring at the bright red marriage certificate with an indescribable expression.
If she had been a little calmer yesterday, she would have realized that the name didn't match.
The male prostitute Ava found for her was called Benjamin .
And her new husband...
to do with the name !
The sound of water in the bathroom stopped, the door opened, and a man with only a bath towel around his waist walked out.
His facial features were clear, handsome and resolute, not the kind of coldness that was unapproachable, but more of a dignified and elegant one, giving people a feeling of being unattainable, with a natural aura of a superior.
The short hair was sharp, dripping with ambiguous water droplets, sliding down the shoulders to the chest muscles, and finally disappearing into the bath towel.
With this temperament and conditions, Sophia felt that she was crazy about getting married, so she treated him like a male prostitute and dragged him to get a marriage certificate.
" Is he handsome ?" Michael's pleasant voice was tinged with a hint of mischief.
"so so."
Sophia calmly withdrew her gaze and threw the marriage certificate on the coffee table. "Explain it."
Michael paused while wiping his hair. "What do you want to explain?"
Sophia leaned back lazily on the sofa, looking at him with her beautiful eyes, "The person I married yesterday was not you. I made a mistake, and you couldn't have made the same mistake. Why didn't you remind me?"
The girl was wearing a loose nightgown and a hair-drying cap. Her little face was clean and bright, with a rosy blush from the steam from the bathroom. Her skin was fair and tender, and she was so well-behaved that one would want to pinch her.
But the stern eyes and official tone of voice erected a wall around him, keeping people away.
Not cute at all.
"Go and put on your clothes."
"…"
Sophia was speechless. Is she naked?
Subconsciously I lowered my eyes to glance.
She crossed her legs, her bathrobe spread out as she moved, and from the side you could see...
Her face flushed instantly, she suddenly put down her legs, raised her eyes and glared at him.
But the man looked away and continued to go to the bathroom to dry and blow dry his hair, as if he was not aware of her anger at all.
Sophia had an illusion: she thought she had a powerful aura of 2.8 meters, but in front of him, it was like a student meeting his head teacher, without any deterrent effect at all.
So angry !
But clothes still need to be changed.
After changing her clothes, she came out confident, crossed her arms, and glared down at the man on the sofa, "You'd better give me a reasonable reason!"
Michael changed into clean home clothes and sat on the sofa, his elbows on his knees, his hands clasped together, and leaning forward slightly.
The neckline is slightly open.
From Sophia 's angle, you can see her abdominal muscles vaguely.
The scene from last night emerged in my mind. She was the first to do it...
"The conditions you offer are too tempting." The man gave his reason sincerely.