"...Um."
Cui Que held her forehead and opened her eyes on the soft bed.
Almost instinctively, she sniffed and, from under the blanket, detected Russell's scent, which comforted her a bit.
She massaged her still aching temples and crawled out from under the blanket. Only then did she realize she was wearing a style of women's nightgown she had never seen before.
Cui Que grabbed the collar of the nightgown, sniffed it lightly, and detected no other person's scent on it.
Only then did she lazily get up and look around.
The room was not big, even small - about just over ten square meters, similar to where Cui Que had lived as a child.
The decor was wooden style, with a large bed, a clothes rack, a large wardrobe, and additionally, a small round dining table with two bar stools beside it... the kind that could be stepped on, like in bars or barber shops.
