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Early the next morning, Jiang Tong hazily opened her eyes.

The headache and dizziness from the hangover left her collapsed on the bed, unable to get up for a long ti.

As her peach blossom eyes gradually cleared, Bao Nan’s handso face entered her vision.

"Holy shit!?"

She scread, jumping up from Bao Nan’s embrace, terrified, and pulled up the quilt to cover her chest.

At that mont, Jiang Tong’s drunkenness was completely scared away.

Originally in light sleep, Bao Nan was also awakened by her scream.

He opened his eyes groggily, propped up his upper body with one hand, his light gray pajamas loose and his collar wide open.

From her angle, she could clearly see his thick abs, and further down was the V-line...

Jiang Tong stared dumbly at the captivating sight before her, montarily forgetting to react.

Bao Nan was already fully awake, his cold eyes half open.

"What’s wrong?" His voice was deep and hoarse, silent and alluring.

Jiang Tong unconsciously swallowed a gulp of saliva, montarily forgetting to react.

Seeing her speechless, Bao Nan shifted his body, gradually moving closer to her.

With that movent, Jiang Tong could see his V-line even more clearly.

She stared blankly, her peach blossom eyes forgetting to blink.

Until she felt two streams of heat flowing down her philtrum.

"Jiang Tong, are you okay?"

Bao Nan frowned slightly, quickly got up, and handed her a tissue.

It was only then that Jiang Tong slowly regained her senses, coughing awkwardly a few tis.

"Uh... maybe I’m a bit overheated lately..." Her eyes fluttered around, trying to hide her guilty conscience.

She would never admit she was captivated by his looks.

That would be too embarrassing!

Upon hearing this, Bao Nan moved his lips, about to speak.

Jiang Tong hurriedly covered her face with her hands, took a deep breath, "Uh... could you please put on your clothes properly..."

If she couldn’t control herself, sothing might happen.

It wouldn’t be good if she lost control and ruined Bao Nan’s reputation...

Bao Nan froze for a mont, glanced down at his wide-open pajamas.

Suddenly, he seed to understand sothing, laughter appearing in his cold eyes.

"Sorry, you were drunk last night and kept hugging . I was afraid of hurting you, so I didn’t let go. If there’s anything offensive, I apologize." He looked at Jiang Tong, speaking sincerely, without leaving room for fault.

Jiang Tong sheepishly scratched her head, believing his words.

Having gone through so many things, she gradually understood her own alcohol tolerance...

But she couldn’t control herself...

Thinking about it, yesterday must’ve been her own issue; Bao Nan had no reason to lie, right?

With these thoughts, she glanced at Bao Nan apologetically, "No, I’m the one who should apologize, I troubled you last night."

No trouble.

How could it be trouble, Bao Nan actually hoped such events would happen more often.

Though he thought this excitedly, his expression remained a gentle smile.

"Since you’re awake, I’ll get breakfast for you. You freshen up first."

"Mm, thank you."

Watching Bao Nan’s departing figure, Jiang Tong collapsed on the bed, her heart racing madly.

Oh my gosh!

Being bewitched by beauty is so misleading!

She actually lost her way in front of Bao Nan, and they ended up sleeping together!

This plot developnt is moving way too fast, isn’t it!?

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