"Ah, my head hurts so much."
At a little past eight in the evening, Zhou Qingyue finally woke up.
Glancing at the time, she realized she had slept for over ten hours.
Then she saw Jiang Xiaoyan lying beside her.
Thinking about what this woman did to her last night, Zhou Qingyue became infuriated.
She grabbed a pillow nearby and threw it with force.
"You jerk, you're the worst, I want to cut ties with you!"
Jiang Xiaoyan woke up.
She was a bit dazed.
But then she also remembered what had happened last night.
Uncharacteristically, she started to feel a bit guilty.
She didn't fight back and let Zhou Qingyue hit her with the pillow more than a dozen times.
Once Zhou Qingyue stopped, panting with exhaustion, Jiang Xiaoyan tentatively offered, "I'm sorry, okay? I was wrong."
Zhou Qingyue said coldly, "I think you should see a psychologist. It's not okay to keep going on like this."
She seriously suspected that if things continued, Jiang Xiaoyan might awaken some weird fetish.
