Shi qingxun, I will take responsibility for you

The next afternoon.

Nan zhiyue gradually woke up. The Hangover made her head hurt and her whole body was sore and weak. In particular, a certain part of her body hurt so much that she gasped.

"Hiss ..."

She slowly opened her eyes ...

What came into view was Shi Qingyun's chest muscles. They were not the thick and exaggerated type of muscles, but they were just right in shape and lines. They looked thin but very manly.

On her fair skin, there were a few obvious scratch marks and some bite marks, which were obviously done by her last night.

"Sinful." Nan zhiyue lowered her eyes and gritted her teeth.

She suddenly recalled what Shi qinglan had said ...

"If something really happened between the two of you, you should be able to feel it, for example ... Does it hurt?"