When Chen Ziqian groggily awoke, he was faced with the familiar European-style ceiling of the Dihao Grand Hotel. Why had he ended up at the Dihao Grand Hotel again? After that night, he hadn't stayed here again.
His head throbbed painfully, and he was still a bit dizzy as he propped himself up, intending to rise from the bed. Suddenly, a pair of jade arms crossed over and embraced his torso just as he was about to sit up straight.
"Don't go..." A delicate and soft voice rang out, tinged with a woman's uniquely coquettish flavor.
A woman? A woman again?
Chen Ziqian was startled and turned his head to look. This look sent a shiver through his soul. Susu? Was it Susu? How was she here?
The woman on the bed had eyes seductive as silk, her cheeks a faint red, looking at him with shy yet longing expressions. The short black tube top she wore made her all the more enticing, and her black hair cascaded over her chest, looking incredibly alluring.
