The next morning, Xia Yanxin finally came to her senses. Her head was pounding. She reached for the mirror on the table and carefully examined herself. Emma, there was a bump on her forehead...
Her memory halted right before she hit the tree, and she couldn't recall at all what happened after. Could it be that she had been knocked out?
Suddenly, something felt off!
Why was she completely naked? She quickly discarded the mirror and burrowed back under the covers. The sticky sensation between her legs was all too clear, unmistakably indicating that she had been with a man last night.
Oh my God!! It was as if thunder had struck her mind. Her heart raced, and through the haze, she still remembered a man kissing her, undressing her, then entangling with her... Her memory was fuzzy, and it seemed like the whole thing took place in darkness. She couldn't see the man's outline, but she remembered his vigorousness, his large hand tightly gripping her thighs...
