Morning.
The early morning sunlight couldn't penetrate the blackout curtains, leaving the room dark.
Nan Qiao shifted slightly, feeling soreness all over her body, as though her bones were about to fall apart.
The events of last night flashed through her mind, causing her body to stiffen.
Reaching out to grab her phone, she didn't find it and instead touched a part of Li Yehan's body.
Just awake, Li Yehan let out a low grunt, his voice deep: "Qiaoqiao, are you trying to make me sterile?"
Nan Qiao froze, realizing she had touched an unspeakable part of Li Yehan.
"Xiao Qiao, turn on the bedside lamp," Li Yehan called out, and the lamp lit up, bathing the two of them in warm yellow light.
Nan Qiao, wrapped in a blanket, lifted the corner slightly and saw she wasn't dressed.
Looking over at Li Yehan, his hair was slightly messy, but his energy was remarkable, seemingly unaffected by last night.
Nan Qiao reached for her phone again—great, it was already 10 a.m.