When Qiao Yi woke up to the sound of the alarm the next day, she finally understood the choice of words by those novel authors.
Like a broken toy doll played to tatters, Qiao Yi stared blankly at the ceiling, constantly pondering the significance of her own existence...
Who said that Lu Yanchuan would act as obedient as a little puppy when drunk!
Does your little puppy use the strategy of a seductive trap?
Clearly, this is an old wolf in sheep's clothing!
Furious, Qiao Yi kicked out at Lu Yanchuan sleeping beside her and was successfully dragged back into his embrace by her ankle.
"There's still time, we can sleep a bit more."
"Lu Yanchuan, were you pretending to be drunk yesterday? Did you act it all out for me!"
Qiao Yi stiffly turned her head, ignoring that her feet were under his control, stretched her hands out from under the blanket, and pinched Lu Yanchuan's neck like a vengeful ghost.
She really wants to strangle this man!
"I was drunk."
