In the early morning, a layer of dawn light spread between the sky, and the warm sunlight shot into the room through the sheer curtains.
On the Simmons mattress, Qin Ya found the sunlight extremely dazzling, so she turned over and buried her head in the pillow.
In that instant, she suddenly sprang up.
"This pillow... Why does it smell different?"
"Wait, whose room is this!!!"
Qin Ya glanced around, and upon realizing she was in an unfamiliar room, her face instantly filled with panic as she hurriedly checked her clothing.
Finding her clothes neat and not disheveled, she let out a sigh of relief.
With her brows furrowed, Qin Ya recalled her attempt to take revenge on Ye Huan that backfired, resulting in both physical and mental exhaustion before fainting.
Thinking of this, she felt a surge of anger and embarrassment.
How is that jerk so good at running?
Running over 20 kilometers like it's nothing, not even tired, and his breathing is still so steady?
