Draven was kicked to the ground.
Fortunately, the bedding he had placed on the ground last night was still there, so he didn't fall to the ground.
But even so, he was scared. Especially that he didn't sleep well made his face gloomy.
Cierra didn't know what was going on and immediately complained, "Draven, you're actually such a person! Why didn't you tell me earlier that you weren't used to it? What did you climb up to the bed in the middle of the night?"
The man looked up at her and sneered.
"I climbed up? Cierra, you forgot everything again?"
Draven was still burning with anger and didn't want to talk too much with her. He went straight into the bathroom.
Cierra's brain also began to spin rapidly.
She didn't drink last night, so naturally, she didn't forget. Even though some of her memories were blurred like a dream, the scene of her pleading to sleep with him while saying that she was afraid was very clear in her mind.