"Anything else?" Huo Jincheng found her utterly charming in this half-awake, half-drunk state.
"He's my uncle and also my husband," Lu Xingzhi said in a soft, adorable tone.
"Good girl." Huo Jincheng pulled down the curtain, and the shadows of two entwined figures could vaguely be seen.
A night of dreamy fantasies.
Regarding yesterday's events, Lu Xingzhi was hazy and confused, and when she opened her eyes, she found herself in an unfamiliar setting.
The shock chased away all her drowsiness.
She quickly sat up, and her awareness gradually came together.
Oh right, she stayed here yesterday.
Yesterday...
Uncle, you fed me alcohol on purpose!
If I wasn't drunk, he couldn't freely do whatever he wanted.
Still unfamiliar with the place, after getting up, Lu Xingzhi was not quite used to the bathroom.
She opened the door and passed through the living room to a large study.
Huo Jincheng was sitting in the study working; it was not a day off, yet he hadn't gone to the office.
