Fake fiancée

Ding stirred and opened his eyes. He slowly sat up grabbing his throbbing head.

He looked around and his gaze landed on Lian who was sleeping peacefully beside him.

"Why is..."

Lian stirred and opened his eyes," When did you wake up master?"

"The bigger question is... what are you doing in my room?"

Lian's eyes widened at this," Master... doesn't remember?"

"Remember what?"

Lian shook his head," Nevermind."

He sat up and a pain shot up his back and he let out a groan.

Damn, guess he went over board yesterday... my back and down there both hurt...

He dragged his body from the bed and out of the room closing the door behind him.

Ding watched this in silence and once he was gone, he buried his head into his knees and let out a frustrated sigh.

"Why did I do that?"