When she woke up, Nan Feng mistakenly thought she was still on a horse because she felt someone's arm around her waist. She was about to respond and nuzzle against him when she suddenly realized something was off. The arm she expected to be strong and muscular was thin and soft instead.
It was Feng Gu.
He had brought her to Spikenard Square. After Nan Quanyou had gone back, she had been living alone in that room at the compound. Perhaps he sent her to Feng Gu because he was worried about her being on her own?
Last night was enchanting, and they had both drunk a little. Even if he had brought her back to his room, she would have been oblivious. But it turned out that he was a consummate gentleman, taking her to Spikenard Square instead.
What had he said last night?
Nan Feng couldn't recall.
Gently detaching Feng Gu's hand, Nan Feng got out of the bed first. After freshening up, she planned to get breakfast.
