Cenhuan lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, thinking about the marks on her neck, and her face started to heat up again. She turned over and buried her face in the pillow.
However, Cenhuan couldn't help but reach out and stroke her lips, her eyes tightly shut, forcing herself not to think about what had just happened.
She wondered if these marks would disappear by tomorrow...
This was what Cenhuan was thinking about in her heart before she drifted off to sleep hazily. She had important things to do tomorrow... she couldn't let anyone see these things.
Besides, she didn't want to be laughed at by that group, especially that obnoxious man, Chen Chen!
Chen Chen lay in bed, looking at the familiar ceiling, feeling even more irritable inside.
