My head, it hurts so much.
My eyes, they hurt too.
My entire body, not a single part isn't sore, especially my waist.
What's that smell, like chocolate, so fragrant!
Smelling that scent, Luo Xiaoqian's stomach suddenly cramped up.
I'm so hungry!
I don't know what time it is.
Muttering to herself, she raised her hand to reach for her phone on the bedside, but what she touched was a palm.
Fingers slender, not an ounce of excess flesh, skin very smooth...
That... wasn't her hand!
She was jolted awake, her eyes snapping open.
And then she saw an arm and a palm in front of her—she was... lying on a man's arm!
"You're awake?!"
A familiar male voice came from beside her.
Luo Xiaoqian sat up abruptly and looked at Leng Zimo by her side.
"You... why are you in my home..." Noticing the computer on the small table beside him, she realized that this place wasn't hers and quickly glanced around, her eyes refocusing on Leng Zimo, "Where is this?!"
