Who the hell is this!!
Li Pan grasped his face, took a deep breath, and carefully untangled the sticky, ice-cold snake tail that was coiled around his waist and legs.
Damn! What's going on here? How did I suddenly transverse over to Li Qingyun's side?
Indeed, this body belonged to Li Qingyun, but Li Pan always felt something was off. He couldn't tell if it was a hangover or something else, but he didn't have that clear first-person perspective like in dreams before. His memory was a blur, hazy, and he couldn't recall many things.