The next morning, when Zhou Bei opened her eyes, her whole body was aching terribly, and there were clothes all over the bed and the floor. Moreover, Lu Jingyang was still sleeping beside her.
Seeing Lu Jingyang sleeping without clothes beside her pillow, Zhou Bei's head exploded with thoughts.
Lu Jingyang? How come he was sleeping in the same bed with her?
Although they were as close as one person in the past and had even slept in the same room, nothing like this had ever occurred—they had never been shirtless, and never even taken off their clothes before.
But what was happening now?
Especially feeling uncomfortable all over, Zhou Bei felt that something was seriously wrong.
After a fierce mental struggle, while seeing that Lu Jingyang was still sleeping soundly on the bed, Zhou Bei lifted her leg and kicked him: "Lu Jingyang, wake the hell up."
Zhou Bei's kick wasn't light, and it sent Lu Jingyang directly onto the floor.
