Under the light, there was a woman in her thirties, who even in pajamas exuded an air of delicacy and high class.
Lazily, she was sexy and charming.
Qiao Shishi observed her secretly and couldn't help but sigh, wishing she could have such an elegant temperament when she reached her thirties or forties.
"Would you like something to drink?" the woman asked her as she approached.
Qiao Shishi shook her head. "..."
"Can't sleep?" the woman inquired further.
"Yeah." Qiao Shishi nodded, then realized she was being impolite and asked, "Can't you sleep either?"
"That's right." The woman held a glass of red wine, gently swirling it in her hand. "Why don't you join me for a bit?"
"Oh, no, I don't drink," said Qiao Shishi as she walked towards the leather sofa. "If you don't mind, I could sit with you for a while."
"Of course I don't mind." The woman's lips curled up into a smile.