Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart Chapter 1807: Your imprint

He Xin leaned on him, in a daze of drunkenness, as if seeing Long Yin nibbling her neck.

She is itchy and wants to hide, but he can always track her accurately.

She was tired and didn't want to hide anymore, so she simply let him go.

Long Yin's forehead was dripping with sweat, looking at the sleeping girl in his arms, he couldn't help smiling wryly.

Finally, he put her slipped dress back together, picked her up horizontally, and put her on the bed.

He lay down on the side, supported his head, and watched her all night.

The next day.

When Hexin woke up, he had a splitting headache.

As soon as she sat up, she saw Long Yin holding a bowl and pushing the door open.

She was stunned, "Brother Long Yin, why are you here?"

"Drink this hangover soup first." Long Yin didn't answer her words, but stepped forward and gave her the bowl in his hand.

He Xin took it, and then belatedly remembered that she drank a lot of wine last night.

The wine was very strong, and when it got stronger in the end, she didn't even remember how she got back to the room.

She drank the hangover soup in one gulp.

When he put down the bowl, he saw Long Yin sitting beside him reading a book, he couldn't help being stunned.

There is still moisture on his body, and his long hair is also wet. I can't help but feel a little strange. He took a bath in the early morning?

"By the way, Brother Long Yin, how did I get back last night?"

Long Yin looked up at him, and said meaningfully: "I want to hear you call my name more directly." After a pause, he added, "You have been here all this time, and you haven't gone anywhere."

He Xinzheng was a little surprised at the ambiguity in his words, and after hearing the second half of the sentence, he finally noticed something, and looked around quickly.

It was only then that she realized that she was not in her own room at all, but in Long Yin's room.

Even the bed she is lying on now belongs to Long Yin.

No wonder when he just woke up, there was a familiar smell on the pillow, which turned out to be from Long Yin.

When she realized it, she froze there.

Why is she still lying on Brother Long Yin's couch in his room? What happened last night, why didn't she have any memory?

She hugged the quilt, restless.

Long Yin saw her uneasiness, so he stopped teasing her, and said in a gentle voice, "Don't think too much, there's nothing wrong."

He Xin bit her lip and looked at him with complicated eyes, "But...why am I on your couch?"

"You were drunk and almost fell down. I saw that you were quite drunk. If I sent you back to the house, I was a little worried about you being alone. I simply let you sleep in my room." Long Yin explained He said a word, looking at her frankly.

Hearing this, He Xin heaved a sigh of relief.

What is she thinking, brother Long Yin is not a casual person, he will not take advantage of others.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel ashamed.

"Thank you Brother Long Yin for taking care of me last night." She thanked her sincerely.

Hearing this, Long Yin suddenly put down the book in his hand, leaned over, held her hand, and looked at her with a smile, "That's all?"

"Huh?" He Xin was puzzled.

"A certain person was drunk last night, but he hugged me and refused to let go, and even kissed me, how do you think you are responsible?" A smile flashed in Long Yin's eyes, and his tone was teasing.

But after hearing this, Hexin's brain exploded, his face turned red, and he stammered, "What, what?"

Long Yin pointed to the corner of his mouth, "Did you see it, it's your mark."

When He Xin saw that there was a broken hole in the corner of his mouth, his face couldn't be redder, and he really wanted to find a hole to drill.

I can't believe that I can be so Meng Lang.