A few minutes later, Leng Feifei, wrapped in a bathrobe, walked out of the restroom while drying her wet hair with a towel. She found the room empty—Ling Chen was nowhere to be seen; only a set of clothes remained on the bed.
Looking at the pink round bed and the array of sex toys around it, a flush of shame and anger briefly flashed through Leng Feifei's eyes. However, thinking back to what had happened between her and Ling Chen on the bed, she felt her face turning scarlet hot and her eyes filled with bashfulness.
She knew clearly that it was because she had been drugged, which caused her to act in such an embarrassing manner. But in her over twenty years of purity, she had not even held hands with a man, let alone have such an experience.
Just as she was thinking, the door was pushed open from the outside, and the person who entered was none other than Ling Chen.
Seeing the weary look on Ling Chen's face, Leng Feifei asked with concern, "Are you alright?"
