Song Qinghuan, who had drunk excessively, was deep in sleep. Having struggled all night to sleep until dawn, she was finally awakened by the ring of a telephone.
However, as soon as she opened her eyes, she already felt like something had gone severely wrong.
Because she was held by Shi Yuhuan. She could feel his leg pressing on hers, an arm wrapped around her waist, while her head rested on his other arm.
This position was nothing short of intimate.
Song Qinghuan shrieked, abruptly pushed him away and sat up, then quickly pulled herself under the blanket.
Shi Yuhuan had also woken up. Ignoring her wide-eyed stare, he lazily squinted and slowly picked up his phone to answer the call.
During his call, Song Qinghuan lowered her eyes and saw that she was stark naked. She trembled all over, her big eyes blankly staring at Shi Yuhuan.
Oh God, what happened last night? Why was she in bed with Shi Yuhuan? And why couldn't she remember a thing?
