the hospital bed was not big, and song qincheng did not know when someone had slept next to her.
her gaze swept past the man's large, bony hands. before she could move her eyes up, she first saw the trolley case by the entrance wall, which was still sealed with the airport's seal.
the other person on the bed flipped over after she pressed him down. it was about five o 'clock at the most, and because song qincheng had turned on the lights, yu tingchuan frowned slightly. he raised his left hand to cover his eyes, still not fully awake.
after a while, he moved his hand away and looked at song qincheng with sleepy eyes. " "you're up now?"
yu tingchuan was still wearing his suit pants and shirt.
song qincheng heard his hoarse and casual tone and was a little confused. she said in a low voice, " "i'm going to the toilet."
the man on the bed did not respond.
song qincheng found her slippers and put them on before going to the bathroom.
