It was almost noon when Qiao Qiao woke up, and the place around her was empty.
Her headache felt like it was about to split open, and her whole body was limp and weak. She opened her eyes and looked around in confusion.
It was in her room, but there was a faint smell of milk in the air. She sniffed and then frowned.
I remember attending a banquet last night and meeting Chu Heng. After that, we drank and chatted...
Oops, she must have had too much to drink!
She sat up. What happened next? What did she do after drinking too much?
Sitting up on the bed, the thin quilt slid down gently, and the uniform on my body was replaced by comfortable pajamas, pajamas...
Cen Zhiqiao jumped out of the bed with a "pop" and stepped on the cold ground. She only felt dizzy for a while... Who changed her pajamas and shoes? Where were her shoes?
As he was lying on the ground looking for shoes, the door was suddenly pushed open. Cen Zhiqiao turned around and saw Aunt Lan standing at the door, looking at her in astonishment, "Madam, why are you up?"
"I..." Cen Zhiqiao got up from the ground in embarrassment and pulled on the wrinkled pajamas on her body, "Ah, I can't sleep." Of course she couldn't sleep. Now her mind was very clear. When she was awake, she became more and more confused. What happened last night?
what happens?
"Then take a shower and go eat!" Aunt Lan said as she came over to make the bed. "Don't blame me for talking too much. Even though you are young now, your body can't afford to take a lot of trouble. Look how drunk you were last night.
, the young master almost spent the whole night with you."
Cen Zhiqiao's face turned red. What do you mean... after struggling all night?! Nothing happened to her and Gu Nianchen, right?
Guiltily, he secretly glanced at Aunt Lan, only to see that she seemed to have a meaningful smile on her face. Cen Zhiqiao was stunned, what kind of expression was this?
After thinking about it again and again, her memory was still blank. Only Gu Nianchen's face was vaguely swaying in front of her eyes. She seemed to remember the smell of his arms. She held his hand tightly through his shirt...
She jumped up: "Impossible!" Cen Zhiqiao suddenly shouted, how could she hold him and prevent him from leaving?