Chapter 87 Watch You Fall Down

The obscene atmosphere in the room had not dissipated yet.

In the bedroom that used to belong to her, the first thing she saw was the big white bed in the middle. The pure white quilt was crumpled into a long ball at the end of the bed, and there was a puddle of ambiguous water in the middle, like a beast mocking her, which stopped her from walking.

He struggled to raise his head and saw the black lace pants lying on the pillow. The women's dresses and shirts were all wrinkled. It could be seen what kind of big battle had happened here just now.

There was a trace of pain in her eyes. She slowly moved her eyes to the sofa at the end of the bed. The man was wearing a grey velvet pajamas with a loose belt around his waist. There was a cigarette between his fingers. The cigarette butt, which was flickering between bright and dark, was rising smoke, making his face a little blurred.