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The next morning, Jiang Chen held his head as he woke up with a minor headache.

[Did I get drunk last night?]

About to sit up, he rubbed his eyes and suddenly froze.

The girl beside him slept quietly, her hair scattered across her face and her breathing gentle but tired.

And on the bedsheet was a distinct red spot.

[Fu*k? What did I do?]

He almost lost strength and fell off the bed.

"You’re awake?" Ayesha was roused from her dream from his sudden movements.

She followed the direction of Jiang Chen’s shocked look and gently bit her lips, burying her head into the sheets.

Although she had been mentally prepared, when the moment came, Ayesha still felt scared.

The pain that ripped her apart almost made her cry, although the sensation that soon followed helped her enter a pleasurable state, nearly enough to make her forget the soreness. Although it hurt, she surprisingly didn’t mind losing her first time like this.