The morning sun poured in through the gaps in the curtains.
Song Ning gradually woke up, still in a daze.
Where was she?
This was not her bed or her quilt.
It did not take long before memories from the day before flooded her mind.
Last night, Mu Chen had given her wine. After that, it seemed like she had gotten drunk and began to vent her feelings to him.
She was now married to Mu Chen; he was now her husband.
With all these thoughts in mind, she could help but sigh.
At this moment, she felt the bed sink. She turned to look and saw a figure getting under the quilt before pressing up against her.
Startled, she instinctively shrank back. However, a strong arm reached out and pulled her back. Then, she heard Mu Chen's voice by her ears.
"Don't move. Grandma is here to check on us."
