She lay there with her eyes wide open, still in a daze.
After an unknown amount of time, Ling Momo started regaining her senses as she listened to the prolonged breathing of the man next to her.
The crazy lust and palpitations were instantly replaced by sheer terror.
She had once again slept with Li Qingshen!
She had clearly come here to check if his health was seriously affected, so how did she end up in his bed?
She gently turned her head, looking at his sleeping face, still beautiful, yet inexplicably frightening.
What would he think of her if he woke up?
Ling Momo thought, regardless of how he viewed her, she already felt utterly unreasonable to the extreme!
His high fever and delirium blurred the line between reality and dreams, making his actions forgivable.
But what about her?
She hadn't been drunk, nor had she had a fever. She was completely sober. How could she still succumb to being beneath him?
