When she woke up, the rain had already stopped. Shen Jianian found herself moved from the sofa to the bed and sat up with a start. Fu Jichen, who had originally been sleeping on the bed, was nowhere to be seen. She breathed a sigh of relief, relieved not to be sleeping with him.
She patted her face, cursing herself for sleeping too deeply and not knowing that she had been carried away.
After waking up a bit, Shen Jianian slipped on her slippers and went to the bathroom to freshen up. While brushing her teeth, she looked at herself in the mirror, and her gaze fell on her lips.
A night had passed, but there seemed to still be a lingering sensation of sucking on her lips.
Shen Jianian closed her eyes and shook her head, trying to drive that memory out of her mind.
Damn Fu Jichen, does getting drunk mean he can break the promises he made himself?
