The first ray of the morning sun shone into the cold bedroom. The breeze lifted a corner of the floor-to-ceiling curtain and gently woke up the little one who was sleeping on the bed.
Siyi turned over and frowned slightly. Her lower body was still in unbearable pain, as if her whole body had been dismantled.
She slowly opened her drowsy eyes and tilted her head.
In the next moment, with a thump, she completely ignored the pain in her body and jumped up, sitting up.
Her flustered eyes kept scanning the empty room.
No, no, still no!
There was no sign of the man from last night. There was not even a single note left on the bed!
He was shocked.
Could it be that she had been deceived?
There was an obvious panic in her clear and bright eyes.
"I'm not interested in running away for that ten thousand Yuan!" A lazy and magnetic voice sounded again.
His voice was still very low, but it sounded a little drowsy, as if he had just woken up.
