The next day, the horizon in the distance turned a shade of fish-belly white, and a ray of warm morning sunlight streamed through the glass windows, directly into the hotel room.
"Ah—"
Zhong Qianqian rubbed her bleary eyes, holding her aching head, and slowly sat up.
The feeling of drinking... really uncomfortable!
I really don't know how Li Ying managed to endure it before.
After grumbling inwardly for a moment, Zhong Qianqian stared at the big bed beneath her, and the decor reminiscent of a hotel, her face changed dramatically.
She just remembered that yesterday she was persuaded to drink by four thugs at the nightclub, and after a bottle of beer, she lost consciousness.
Later, they even carried her to the hotel!
That means...
Zhong Qianqian's eyes burned with anger, and she suddenly pulled off the quilt.
Upon seeing the trace of crimson on the bed sheet, she was furious and immediately took out her phone.
At that moment, a male voice sounded beside her, lazy and gentle.
