"Who am I? Where am I? This floor...why is it so familiar???"
Camila opened her eyes, her head was a little dizzy, she looked around confusedly, her eyes fell on the floor, and she suddenly felt something familiar.
Then some memories from last night came flooding back. Unable to sleep, she seemed to come to the restaurant to have a drink with Mag, and then Irina was also there, so she drank with Irina instead.
"Drink..." Camilla patted her still somewhat groggy head. The dizzy feeling after a hangover was really uncomfortable. In the past, she only drank a small glass of red wine before going to bed, but last night she seemed Countless beers were consumed.
"Wait...did I do something strange while drinking?" Camilla's eyes gradually opened wide. She...she seemed to have eaten grass? !
Green lettuce leaves, wrapped in freshly grilled roast beef...
Oh my God!
As a vampire noble, she actually ate grass! And he took the initiative to eat it!
Camilla wants to find a crack in the ground to crawl into. This is really humiliating!
If word spread, she felt that she might lose face.
However, this floor still looks familiar, right?
Camilla's eyes were fixed on the floor again, and suddenly she remembered that she had a complete loss of memory after being drunk last night, which was probably what humans call fragments, and then...then...she vaguely remembered that she was picked up.
"Could it be the boss?" Camilla's expression became tense. She lifted up the quilt and took a look. Her clothes were still intact. Except for some wrinkles caused by sleeping, there were no signs of being untied or torn apart.
"Oh, he really can't do it." Camilla was relieved, but a little disappointed for no reason.
She had already remembered why the floor here was so familiar, because she had slept on this floor one night before, in the same position, at the same angle, on the same floor.
"Asshole, you let me sleep on the floor again!" Camilla sat up with some annoyance. She was about to vent her anger at Mag on the bed, and then she met two pairs of blue eyes.
"Sister Camilla, you're awake." Amy, who was lying on the bed, looked at Camilla with a smile and said.
"I slept quite soundly even on the floor." Irina leaned lazily on the bed, with a smile on her lips.
Camilla was stunned for a while, then subconsciously asked: "Why can you lie on his bed!"
"Because, those who are good-looking can lie on the bed." Irina smiled.
"Then why am I lying on the floor?" Camilla asked in confusion, then suddenly realized something, her expression changed slightly, and she gritted her teeth and said: "That guy actually thinks that I look good enough to lie on the floor! "
"But, Sister Camilla, why are you sleeping on the floor of our room again?" Amy asked with confusion.
"Huh?" Irina and Camila looked at Amy at the same time.
Camilla was a little panicked, that night... couldn't bear to remember.
There was a bit of danger in Irina's eyes, and it also showed that this was not the first time. It seemed that this kind of late-night invitation was probably not the first time, and it also progressed to the room.
"Tuk-tuk."
There was a knock on the door and Mag's voice: "Are you up? It's breakfast time."
"Ah, I'm so hungry all of a sudden. Let's go have breakfast." Camilla got up from the floor neatly, tugged on the skirt she ran up to, and walked quickly towards the door.
"What is she guilty of?" Irina narrowed her eyes slightly, curious.
Camilla opened the door, looked at Mag standing at the door, glared at him, walked past him, and raised her leg to step on his instep.
"???"
Mag retracted his feet in time and looked at Camilla's back with some confusion. Is this woman's anger so terrible when she wakes up? I just came to ask them to have breakfast.
As soon as Mag turned around, a pillow flew towards his head and hit him in the face.
After reaching out and taking away the whole head, Irina stood in front of him, looked at him with a half-smile and asked: "How many times has this happened?"
"If you confess, you will be lenient, if you resist, you will be lenient." Amy stuck her head out from behind and said in a somewhat old-fashioned way.
"Oops." Mag panicked. He didn't expect the backyard to catch fire so quickly. He thought he had arranged it well, but he failed to be smart. It was probably because Camilla's last sleepover was revealed.
"The second time, last time she was drunk, and I arranged for her to sleep on the floor." Mag confessed, he really didn't do anything anyway, and he had a clear conscience.
Irina stared at Mag's eyes for a while, put away the folding chair in her hand, stretched out, and asked, "What do you want to eat in the morning?"
Mag looked at the graceful curves of Irina's tight pajamas and felt relieved. She was indeed frank and lenient, and said with a smile: "As long as I know how to do it, I will cook whatever you want. "
A smile appeared at the corner of Irina's mouth, she thought for a while and said, "One portion of sweet tofu, one portion of Yangzhou fried rice, and a bowl of soy milk with a fried dough stick."
"I want the same one." Amy raised her little hand and said.
"Okay, you guys should wash up first." Mag nodded with a smile, then turned and went downstairs.
Mag walked to the kitchen door and saw Camilla with her hair disheveled, standing at the door with a glass of water and thinking about life.
"Are you okay?" Mag looked at her and asked. Last night, listening to her talk about the experience of being forced to marry twice in a row made him feel a little more pity for this strong-looking countess.
When Camilla heard the sound, she suddenly raised her head and looked at Mag, and said a little nervously: "What should I do? Irina knows that we fell asleep."
Mag: "???"
"No, why did we just sleep? Girl, you have to be responsible for what you say. You can't insult my innocence casually." Mag's eyelids twitched. Could it be so scary so early in the morning?
Camilla also realized that there was something wrong with her statement, and quickly waved her hands: "No...I mean, she knows that we sleep in the same room, and I am an innocent vampire."
"I'm still an innocent man." Mag rolled his eyes and was somewhat convinced of the girl's thinking. He stretched out his hand to hold her uneasy shaking shoulders, looked into her eyes and said, "Remember, we Nothing happened in between, you just slept on the floor, so if you don’t tell, she won’t tell, no one will know.”
Camilla looked at Mag, gradually calmed down, and then said angrily: "Scumbag!"
"Huh?" Mag looked at Camilla with a strange look on her face. She was sleeping on the floor. How could he be such a scumbag?
Miaoshuwu
