After a night of hangover, the head was like a tearing pain.
Xiao Mo rubbed his head, slowly opened his eyes, then he saw his familiar room.
Last night's memory gradually returned to his mind. Xiao Mo remembered that he had a relationship with Rao Jingru again last night. Moreover, there was not a scar on her face, which seemed her face had been recovered.
Thinking, Xiao Mo immediately looked back to see the position around him, seemed to want to confirm it again.
Unfortunately, there was no one around. Rao Jingru had already got up and gone to the kitchen to cook sober soup for him before he woke up.
"Are you awake?" Rao Jingru pushed open the door of the master bedroom and saw Xiao Mo wake up not surprisingly. After all, it was already over eleven o'clock. Even if he drank more wine, it was time to wake up.