A moment.
"You... you... who are you?! How did you appear in my house?"
The man on the bed turned over, the floral shadows cast on his handsome, well-defined face. He seemed not to understand her words, lazily responding with a voice from his nostrils, "Hmm?"
Hmm, what hmm? I'm asking you a question!
The girl suddenly realized that as a weak girl, how could she fight a strong man?
The girl seemed to forget an even more important matter and ran out of the bedroom barefoot.
Her home...
The girl stood stunned at the bedroom door.
How did it change overnight?
The spacious and bright living room was three times larger than her own. Its understated yet luxurious decor made her dizzy, giving her the illusion that she had reached the British Palace.
A floor-to-ceiling window offered an unobstructed view of the Bund's sea, under an azure sky without a cloud.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
"Sorry about yesterday, hope the bottle didn't hit you?"
