I put on his big suit and went back to my room. I found a bottle of water to drink, and then I felt thirsty.
She was no longer thirsty and continued to sleep.
When he woke up the next day, it was already dawn.
When I woke up, my first reaction was a headache.
Opening the quilt, I saw the kiss marks on my body, which were like spring peach blossoms blooming on my snow-white and delicate skin, recording the storm-like invasion of Corey on me last night.
At this time, someone knocked on the door. It was Aunt Rachel's voice. "Madam, Sir asked me to bring you some sober-up soup. It doesn't hurt anymore after drinking it."
I had a severe headache. Hearing Aunt Rachel's words, I couldn't wait to drink it to stop the headache. I quickly put on my clothes and went to open the door.
Aunt Rachel was holding a plate filled with a dark red liquid that was like red wine.
I thanked her and reached for it, only to find that Aunt Rachel didn't say a word and just stared at me.