He didn't know how long had passed, but when Sun Zhe woke up, he felt sore and weak all over. After a look around, he found himself lying on the sofa in Leng Yueshuang's apartment.
He pulled his phone from his pocket and checked the time. It was already past one in the morning. There were several missed calls on his phone, all from Zhu Yan.
The thought of someone at home worrying about him while he was out all night filled Sun Zhe with a sudden wave of guilt. He hurriedly sent a message to Zhu Yan to let her know he was safe, adding that he would be home later.
TAP, TAP, TAP...
Just then, the crisp sound of high heels reached Sun Zhe's ears. He put down his phone and looked toward the sound, freezing for a moment.
She wore a light-blue pleated miniskirt, shimmering flesh-toned stockings that glistened under the light, exquisite and sexy lace-up high heels, and a navel-baring, long-sleeved chiffon top.
