'Having a hangover is uncomfortable,' Qin Yi thought as she rubbed her temples, then opened her eyes.
If she had known, she wouldn't have kept Wang Wenwen company and drank so much. Now she was feeling unwell.
She moved her body, noting that it felt quite sore, but it was still alright; at least she could still get out of bed.
With that thought, Qin Yi couldn't help but glare at the man next to her. Indeed, a starving man is a wolf; last night, this man had no limits, only letting her go right before dawn.
Qin Yi moved a little and Yun Huan woke up. He went over to kiss Qin Yi on the forehead, asking, "You're awake? Why don't you sleep longer?"
His little fella was really worn out after last night.
Yun Huan was really happy in his heart—the little fella was finally his.
"I'm not going to sleep anymore. I'm not sleepy, but you can sleep a little longer," Qin Yi shook her head and got up.