Your Beloved Sweetheart Is Online-Chapter 150 - 151 I... I Have to Use the Restroom!_1

The sky finally brightened, dawn penetrated softly through the window, and Chenxing woke up in a daze. The man beside her was still sleeping like a log, one hand wrapped around her waist and the other clutching her buttocks, sleeping extraordinarily peacefully.

She rubbed her eyes, closed them thinking she would doze off again, but ended up falling asleep instead.

When the knocking sound arose around nine in the morning, Gu Shaocheng awakened from his befuddlement. He was surprised to find a soft body next to him. He abruptly let go of the person, saw that it was Chenxing, gave a sigh of relief, and then pulled her closer into his arms.

The aftereffects of being drunk, his head pounded.

Gu Shaocheng rubbed his temple, rolled out of bed, thoughtfully covered her with the blanket, paid no attention to other things, and detoured to open the door with little clarity.

After the door was opened, the air seemed to abruptly freeze, becoming totally quiet around the door.

Nan Baihao standing before him looked as if he had seen a ghost, opening and closing his mouth repeatedly while rubbing his eyes over and over again...

Other several bodyguards seemed to want to say something but stopped, their expressions cracked wide open.

"What’s going on?" Gu Shaocheng furrowed his brows, looking at their expressions.

"Bos... Boss," after a prolonged silence, Nan Baihao stuttered, his gaze on Gu Shaocheng, mixed with hard-hidden sympathy, "Your... Your... You’re exposed."

Gu Shaocheng was confused: "What’s exposed?"

Nan Baihao pointed down.

Gu Shaocheng looked down: "..."

In a flash, he felt like a bolt of lightning had struck him from the sky, charring him inside out.

Nan Baihao then slid away swiftly: "Boss, I... I... need to use the restroom!"

With a bang, the door was slammed shut leaving Gu Shaocheng, who had been struck by lightning, staring at his crotch. His trousers had a hole torn just like beggar’s clothes, exposing a part that shouldn’t have been exposed.

The expression on Gu Shaocheng’s face changed vividly with every shade of color. He instinctively looked to his left and right but it was too late – the expression of Baihao and several bodyguards continued to linger in his eyes. He didn’t know whether to be angry or to stay angry or absolutely must be angry... "Who did this!!!!!!!!!!!"

Recalling with a frown what he had done last night, he hardly ever got drunk in his entire life. There was a night club, dance floor, then... His brow furrowed deeply at the memory of a group of women pouring drinks around him. How did the bodyguards not come to stop it?

Looking at the words scrawled carelessly on his neck, "Womanizer", a streak of innocence flashed through the depth of his eyes, followed by an expression of innocence on the edge of his lips.

He got drunk, was taken advantage of by women, bodyguards didn’t step in to intervene, he called Baihao for help... A few seconds later, Gu Shaocheng hastily turned on the spray, swiftly rinsing off the filth all over his body, especially the hickey on his neck, scrubbing it clean without leaving a trace of evidence behind, then a ponderous smile crept across his face.

However, his gaze fell on the bruise on his forehead, a brief flash of puzzlement crossed his mind. He didn’t remember being drunk and causing trouble, how did he get the injury on his forehead?

When Chenxing woke up, the large floor-to-ceiling balcony glass door was wide open, Gu Shaocheng was leisurely lounging on the recliner, basking in the sunlight.

There was a newspaper on either side of him, on top of which sat a cup of hangover tea.

She sat up on the bed, rubbing her fluffy eyes, and saw him wearing a navy blue bathrobe that exposed his fair chest.

His hair was half-wet, and he was casually gazing into the distance with his legs spread out.