Yang Fan opened his eyes and stared out of the window, his mind as blank as if he had traveled through time.
What was he doing yesterday?
Oh, the grand opening.
And then what?
Oh, drinking.
And then?
That's it!
His vacant gaze slowly drifted downwards, landing on the woman beside him wearing only a black camisole.
Who is this... and why is she sleeping in the same bed as him?!
Yang Fan propped himself up and glanced at the woman sleeping on her side. When he saw her face, he... froze.
At the same time, he bit down hard on his back teeth, inhaling sharply.
He seemed to have... broken a cardinal sin!
This woman was none other than Little Mother.
It was Little Mother!!
And she was wearing so little, just a black camisole and a pair of dark red panties.
Yang Fan grabbed his hair tightly, wanting to know what exactly had happened yesterday?
How did he get home, and how did he end up in bed with Little Mother.
