The afterglow faded, and her charming eyes gradually cleared.
It was as if the alcohol had sobered up too.
Her gaze became awkward, bashful, darting away now and then, a stark contrast to the libertine, even lewd demeanor she had just a moment ago, seemingly unable to accept that she had exchanged bodies with her daughter's boyfriend.
I too had calmed down and felt a sense of absurdity.
She's Qianqian's mother!
A wave of regret surged in my heart, and I too started to feel embarrassed. I had been completely muddled earlier, driven by jealousy towards that man, crazily wanting to possess her...
We stopped speaking, but still helped each other apply the soap, washing clean.
When she washed the Great General, Yang Huixin's face flushed red again; she pinched it and turned her face away shyly.
"Dr. Chen, Qianqian will be back soon!"
After getting dressed, she finally spoke up.
I uttered an "Oh," said a hasty goodbye, and nearly fled in a panic.
