When Mu Xing woke up in the morning, her head was heavy and her feet were light, as if she hadn't fully sobered up.
She propped herself up on the bed, finding herself in the center of a pink circular bed.
What happened last night?
Mu Xing was dazed for a moment, realizing she had blacked out.
She only remembered that after drinking, she got increasingly dizzy and collapsed when she tried to stand up.
Then everything was blurry, she had a lot of dreams.
She even dreamt that he kissed her...
Mu Xing blinked, bewildered.
Was it real, or just a dream?
She could barely stand, so how did she get on the bed?
Instinctively, she looked around the suite.
It's eight in the morning, and she was the only one in the suite; Bai Lingyun wasn't there.
But his clothes were still hanging in the wardrobe, and his suitcase was still by the side.
