At that moment, Mu Yunlie was looking at her with mournful eyes. "Can you let go of me now?"
Yan Qianyi then realized she had been tightly clutching his arm, with one of her legs also pressed against his body.
She sprung up as if electrocuted, "You you... How did you end up in my bed?"
Mu Yunlie, looking weary and sporting two panda eyes, rubbed his arm that had gone numb from her grip.
Yan Qianyi remembered, last night at the bar, she had gone to use the restroom when she encountered a very handsome guy.
At the time, she felt he looked familiar so she took a few more glances, and afterward realized he looked a lot like Mu Yunlie.
And then…
She couldn't remember anything after that.
So it really was him!
"What did you do to me last night?" Yan Qianyi asked with a grave tone.
If nothing had happened, why would the two of them end up sleeping together in the same bed!
It's said that alcohol leads to...
She really wanted to slap herself hard.
