An Ran was in a shallow sleep and got up in less than an hour.
The "stimulation" that happened earlier made her feel completely exhausted.
The rest after such exhaustion is always satisfying.
She stared blankly at the ceiling, her thoughts still unorganized.
Before she could fully recall all her memories, a gentle and clear voice came through, "Awake?"
Her eyelashes trembled slightly, An Ran turned her head and saw Chi Cheng sitting upright beside her.
Still in an immaculate white shirt, the gold-threaded cufflinks carried an indescribable sense of elegance.
"..." An Ran looked utterly confused.
Chi Cheng leaned down, the faint scent from him wafting around An Ran's nose, a very clean and pleasant smell.
His long fingers traced the contours of An Ran's face as if by accident, "Will you dare to run around by yourself again?"
Run?
Right.
It all came back...!!
