Yang Fan was quite worn out last night.
What time he and Pan Xiaoxia fell asleep, he had no idea.
It seemed to be almost dawn anyway.
Staying up late for such activities, he didn't know whether he was too sleepy or too tired, but he slept without knowing anything.
All he remembered was that the two of them had started while taking a bath together.
The supposedly unmoved Pan Xiaoxia clearly got a bit touched; she was incredibly proactive all night long.
Whenever Yang Fan told her to do something on her own she would, and she followed through with every request, trying all sorts of tricks.
They went at it back and forth at least four or five times, leaving Yang Fan with a somewhat sore back.
Later, Yang Fan remembered that they were chatting, and then they just trailed off.
He must have fallen asleep at that point.
Lying in bed and reflecting on last night's events, Yang Fan suddenly realized Pan Xiaoxia wasn't there.
Ran off?
Yang Fan couldn't help but feel astonished.
