The morning sunlight entered through the window frame and shone warmly on his body. Tang Ling's eyes were in pain from the sunlight. Her long, curled eyelashes fluttered a few times before she finally opened her eyes. There was still some confusion in them.
She struggled a few times, trying to get up, then sat down on the bed again, her whole body aching like a broken rack. Thinking back to what happened last night, Tang Ling's little face reddened again as she hugged her blanket and curled up into a ball.
The place beside her had long since been emptied, and just after dawn, Gu Yicheng left. When he left, she had already fainted and could not remember anything.