Qi Ling Feng's gaze remained on the woman's body, emotionless, simply watching those purplish bruises without any expression.
"What happened?" Ye Wu asked him.
Seemingly unaware of her current situation, she asked the question straightforwardly, addressing the indifferent Qi Ling Feng lying beside her.
Qi Ling Feng turned his gaze.
Beneath the blanket, that pair of hands had unconsciously clenched into a fist.
What happened?!Was there any need to ask?!
He had been feeling as if he was still in a dream, just like last night, not yet awoken from that dream.
He actually thought it was a rather pleasant dream.
In the dream, he could be embraced in the woman's arms, entwined with passion, all night long.
But reality shone through...