Xia Fanxing's face instantly flushed with shame and anger.
She had no recollection whatsoever of what had happened the previous night.
She didn't even know how she got into bed.
Could she have been sleepwalking?
Xia Fanxing tried hard but couldn't make sense of how she ended up in such a situation with Mu Hanchen.
But she absolutely refused to believe she had initiated it, "There's no way I did this!"
The man slightly curled his lips, and a barely noticeable hint of amusement flashed across his sharp, profound eyes, "It seems that next time something like this happens, I need to record it, so a certain someone won't deny it."
Xia Fanxing felt even more embarrassed being told this and knew she couldn't clear things up, so she simply chose not to explain.
Wrapping the blanket around herself, she got out of bed to wash up.
Mu Hanchen, however, leaned back against the bed nonchalantly, enjoying the sight of Xia Fanxing flustered just for him.
It seemed quite amusing to him.