In the morning, Quan Tianyou woke up slowly, staring at the ceiling as his mind began to operate normally again. He felt something off about his body, immediately pulling back the thin blanket, only to find himself completely naked. A certain part of his body indicated that he had experienced an intimate pleasure.
"Oh!..."
He raised a hand and knocked his head firmly, unable to remember how he had returned to his room. Why did he have such a strange feeling?
This was his villa, and Su Liuying had already left. What on earth had happened? Could it have been just a wet dream? Yet the sensations felt far too real.
"What exactly happened?"
Quan Tianyou had always trusted the security of the villa. He looked around the room and noticed that it seemed to hold only his own presence.
