"Who am I? Where am I? This floor … Why is it so familiar??? "
Camilla opened her eyes. Her head was a little dizzy, and she looked around in confusion. Her gaze landed on the floor, and she suddenly felt that it was familiar.
Then, some memories from last night came flooding back. She, who couldn't sleep, seemed to have come to the restaurant to drink with Meg. Then, Irina was also there, so she ended up drinking with Irina.
"Drinking …" Camilla patted her head, which was still a little dizzy. The feeling of dizziness after a hangover was indeed uncomfortable. In the past, she would only have a small glass of red wine before sleeping, but last night, she seemed to have drunk countless glasses of beer.
"Wait … Did I do something strange when I was drinking?" Camilla's eyes gradually widened. She … She seemed to have eaten grass?!
Tender green lettuce leaves wrapped around freshly roasted beef cubes …
Oh my god!
As a vampire aristocrat, she actually ate grass! And she even took the initiative to eat it!
Camilla wanted to find a hole to hide in. This was too humiliating!
If this spread out, she felt that she would probably lose something like her face.
However, this floor still looked very familiar?
Camilla's gaze was fixed on the floor again. She suddenly remembered that she had completely lost her memory after getting drunk last night. It was probably what humans called fragmentation. Then … Then … She vaguely remembered that she was carried up.
"Could it be Boss?!" Camilla's expression became nervous. She lifted the blanket to take a look. Her clothes were still intact. Other than some creases from sleeping, there were no signs of them being untied or torn.
"Heh, he really can't do it." Camilla was relieved, but she was inexplicably a little disappointed.
She already remembered why the floor here was so familiar. It was because she had slept on this floor last night in the same position, at the same angle, sleeping on the same floor.
"Bastard, you actually made this Countess sleep on the floor again!" Camilla sat up angrily. Just as she was about to vent her anger on Meg, who was lying on the bed, she met two pairs of blue eyes.
"Big Sister Camilla, you're awake," Amy, who was lying on the bed, said to Camilla with a smile.
"You're sleeping pretty soundly even on the floor." Irina leaned lazily against the headboard with a smile on her face.
Camilla was stunned for a while before she subconsciously asked, "Why can you lie on his bed?"
"Because good-looking people can lie on the bed," Irina said with a smile.
"Then why am I lying on the floor?" Camilla asked in confusion. Then, she suddenly realized something and her expression changed slightly. She gritted her teeth and said, "That guy actually thinks that I should be lying on the floor!"
"But Big Sister Camilla, why are you sleeping on the floor of our room again?" Amy asked in confusion.
"Hmm?" Irina and Camilla looked at Amy at the same time.
Camilla was a little flustered. That night … she couldn't bear to recall it.
Irina's gaze had a hint of danger. It also meant that this wasn't the first time. It seemed like this wasn't the first time such a late-night invitation had happened. Moreover, it had even progressed to the room.
Knock knock.
There was a knock on the door, followed by Meg's voice. "Are you up? It's breakfast time. "
"Ah, I'm suddenly so hungry. Let's go eat breakfast." Camilla got up from the floor nimbly, tugged at her skirt, and quickly walked to the door.
"What is she feeling guilty about?" Irina narrowed her eyes slightly and was a little curious.
Camilla opened the door and saw Meg standing at the door. She glared at him, walked past him, and even raised her leg to step on his foot.
“？？？”
Meg retracted his foot in time and looked at Camilla's back in confusion. Was this woman so scary when she woke up? He was only here to call them for breakfast.
When Meg turned around, a pillow flew at his head and hit his face.
He reached out and took the pillow away. Irina stood in front of him and looked at him with a faint smile. "How many times has this happened?"
"Leniency to those who confess, severity to those who resist," Amy stuck her head out from behind and said in an old-fashioned manner.
"Sh * t." Meg panicked. He didn't expect his backyard to catch fire so quickly. He thought he had arranged it well, but he didn't expect his cleverness to backfire on him. It was most likely that the incident of Camilla staying over last time was exposed.
"It's the second time. The last time she was drunk, I also arranged for her to sleep on the floor." Meg confessed. Anyway, he really didn't do anything, so he had a clear conscience.
Irina stared into Meg's eyes for a while, then put away the folding chair in her hand. She stretched and asked, "What do you want to eat for breakfast?"
Meg looked at Irina's graceful curves under her tight pajamas and heaved a sigh of relief. As expected, he was lenient to those who confessed. He smiled and said, "As long as it's something I know how to cook, I'll make it for you."
Irina's lips curled into a smile. She thought for a while and said, "A sweet tofu pudding, a Yangzhou fried rice, a bowl of soy milk with a youtiao."
"I want the same." Amy raised her little hand.
"Okay, you two go wash up first." Meg nodded with a smile, then turned and went downstairs.
Meg walked to the kitchen door and saw Camilla standing at the door with a glass of water in her hand, thinking about life with her hair down.
"Are you okay?" Meg looked at her and asked. Last night, when he heard her talk about how she was forced to marry twice in a row, he felt a little more pity for this countess who looked strong on the outside.
When Camilla heard the sound, she suddenly raised her head and looked at Meg. She said a little nervously, "What should we do? Irina knows that we slept together. "
Meg, "???"
"No, how did we sleep together? Miss, you have to be responsible for what you say. You can't just insult my innocence. "Meg's eyelids twitched. Was she so scary early in the morning?
Camilla also realized that there was something wrong with her expression. She quickly waved her hand and said, "No … I mean, she knows that we slept in the same room. I'm a pure vampire."
"I'm still a pure man." Meg rolled his eyes. He was also a little convinced by this girl's thinking. He reached out and pressed down on her trembling shoulders. He looked into her eyes and said, "Remember, nothing happened between us. You just slept on the floor. So, if you don't say anything, and she doesn't say anything, no one will know."
Camilla looked at Meg and gradually calmed down. Then, she said a little angrily, "Scumbag!"
"Huh?" Meg looked at Camilla strangely. She slept on the floor. How was he a scumbag?
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