Qiao Jiusheng's memory was not bad; she just did not know.
However, she knew that Fang Yusheng was crazy.
Ever since Fang Yusheng had felt cold that night and she had added a blanket to him, Fang Yusheng would turn off the heater every night before sleeping. Originally, Qiao Jiusheng only needed a blanket, but now that the heater was gone, she felt a little cold.
When she fell asleep sometimes, she would either go to Fang Yusheng's side or Fang Yusheng would roll over to her side.
Every morning when she woke up, she would find herself in his arms.
When she had woken up like this for the first time, Qiao Jiusheng was a little shocked to discover that she was hugging Fang Yusheng. She thought that she was cold and had slipped into his arms in a daze. She even felt that she had stained Young Master Fang's pure body.
