*
The hazy light shone through the floor-to-ceiling bed and onto the White quilt of the soft bed.
The woman on the bed frowned in a daze.
She slowly opened her eyes, and there was a sense of loss and helplessness in her bright eyes.
“……”
Ning Qing stared at the ceiling in a daze.
Five seconds later, his consciousness returned.
She sat up abruptly. Everything around her was unfamiliar.
That included the person sitting across her bed with his legs crossed.
"You're awake."
The woman's voice was clear and light, gentle and pleasant to the ears.
Ning Qing could tell that this was the voice she had heard in the fitting room.
She looked at her warily. Who are you? why did you catch me? "
The woman's crossed legs were fair and slender, and her black shorts wrapped her long legs, which were straight and white. The pure black short-sleeved shirt complemented her movements, making her skin look delicate and fair.
