369 The Difference Between Hades And An Angel

"Mm. Yeah." Yan Molun stood in front of her. Suddenly, his lips curled up. "I didn't think that you would be so passionate."

Duoyao blinked. I'm passionate?

When was I passionate?

Could it be that I didn't pee in bed at all?

It was actually…

"Where are your clean bedsheets?" Yan Molun asked. "I'll change them."

"In the closet of the guest room next door," Duoyao answered blankly.

Yan Molun walked out and Duoyao quickly looked for her clothes. Her clothes were all thrown on the chair at the side. She put them on piece by piece and felt very embarrassed and awkward especially when she saw the love bites on her body. She wished she could disappear into a crack on the floor.

She could roughly guess what happened but she didn't dare to believe that her guess was true.