Xue Xiangtong, even if she desperately needed a man, didn't dare to drag Mu Shaojie into bed.
And this wasn't the first time she woke up sharing a bed with him.
Although she knew they were fully clothed and hadn't done anything inappropriate.
However, she had gone overboard.
She felt socially dead.
"Sixth Brother, I'm sorry, I was drunk..."
Xue Xiangtong thought this was a hot potato, but she was honest enough to apologize.
Mu Shaojie never imagined that Xue Xiangtong would dare to do such a thing.
"Are you sober now?"
"Sober."
"Still not letting go?"
"Oh..."
She hurriedly did as he said,
Mu Shaojie: "..."
Xue Xiangtong continued to feel socially dead,
Mu Shaojie ignored her and went into the bathroom.
Xue Xiangtong felt anxious and aggrieved. What to do? How would she face Sixth Brother later?
This was more troublesome than any case she had handled.
She paced back and forth, unable to come up with a good solution.
