Suddenly opening her eyes, she stared intently.
A strong and sexy man's chest was right in front of her eyes, the white quilt casually draped over his waist, with nothing beneath it.
In shock, she vaguely recalled herself last night.
Then she saw the man, he hugged her, and she forcefully hugged him back.
The man?
An Ning looked at the man's face.
Her nearly collapsing emotions burst in her mind, this man wasn't the one she thought, this was the foreigner who forcibly kissed her last night.
How... how did she end up in bed with him?
That wasn't the main point, the main point was whether she really had a one-night stand with someone she didn't know at all?
Unable to believe it yet knowing she did something wrong, An Ning still longed to believe she was innocent.
Her gaze, filled with desire, fell back onto herself.
Damn it, all the evidence pointed out that last night she really slept with a complete stranger, and a foreigner at that...
