Early the next morning, under the rays of sunlight, Meng Yue gradually awoke from her slumber. She stretched lazily, and the grogginess from yesterday lifted away, leaving her feeling indescribably comfortable.
At this moment, as she glanced around, she suddenly realized she was in Lu Yu's room.
Thinking of this, Meng Yue instinctively touched her snow-white neck, a hint of confusion flashing in her eyes.
She still vaguely remembered that yesterday, there was a sudden pain in her neck, and then her consciousness quickly became fuzzy. Later, she faintly felt someone kissing her neck, but at the time she was in a daze and didn't pay much attention.
Thinking about this, Meng Yue couldn't help being startled. Could it be that Lu Yu took advantage of her when she wasn't feeling well yesterday?
As this thought crossed her mind, Meng Yue's pretty face flushed red, and she immediately got up and headed to the living room.
