She made it home, didn't head to bed, but instead went to the trouble of setting up a tent to sleep in—what was she thinking?
He had just searched the entire house, top to bottom, including the gym, yet he hadn't noticed the tent at all, nor had it crossed his mind.
If it weren't for the surveillance footage, he would have probably never found her, even if he searched all night.
Li Rao was woken up by his laughter, her face scrunched up in annoyance. She turned over and then sat up.
Seeing her stir, Wei Shiran toned down his amusement considerably.
Li Rao's face was flushed from the alcohol, and now her lips were slightly pouted, her eyes looking at him with a grievous expression.
When their gazes met, Wei Shiran couldn't help but curb his smile.
Her eyes were still unfocused, and to her, the person in front of her had multiple blurry images, with just an extremely vague silhouette.
