She had fallen asleep the night before. When she woke up, it was already noon the next day. The sun was high in the sky. Shen chengjing wrapped herself in the blanket and peeked out. She found that the room was empty, and the figure was no longer there.
"Mo Yancheng, you pervert." She threw the pillow on the bed twice before getting up angrily.
Who knew how much torture she had suffered and how many times she had fainted? On the surface, he pretended to be pure-hearted and had few desires, but in reality, he was an out-and-out big pervert. Look at how he had gnawed on her, almost not even her bones were left.
Since she had nothing to do, she looked at her face. It was already swollen. After changing into a new set of clothes, she called Liu Sijie, only to find that her phone was turned off. At this moment, her phone rang. It was Lin Qinghui.
