Song Qingchun accepted the room card from the waiter and took several deep breaths before swiping the card on the door and pushing it open.
Qin Yinan had booked a suite, and only the lights in the living room were on. The doors to the other rooms were open, but they were completely dark.
Su Zhinian was leaning against the sofa before the windows with his eyes closed.
Probably due to the over drinking, his face was startlingly white. The top buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned, revealing his sturdy collarbones that glistened under the lights.
Song Qingchun stood at the door, studying Su Zhinian, before she closed the door quietly behind her and tip-toed toward the sleeping Su Zhinian.
As she got close, he suddenly stood up from the sofa, causing Song Qingchun to jump back instinctively in shock. Then, she stood there as Su Zhinian staggered all the way toward the bathroom.