25/8 Adonis

Zhao Lifei awakened to hints of a savory and delicious scent in the air. Her stomach growled as she sniffed.

Tiredly, she sat up and rubbed her eyes. Her gaze was hazy as she felt around the bed for her phone but then realized this was not her bed. She instantly panicked and snapped out of her dazed state.

Her eyes scanned the enormous room she was in. She took in the coat hanger by the door, the minimalist furniture, and the elegant masculinity of the room. She was definitely in a man's room. For a second, her panic grew.

Fortunately, she quickly remembered the events from yesterday. From Yang Feng nearly collapsing because of his allergy, to the intimate way he hugged her while he slept in the car ride back to his home, and the arduous task of dragging him upstairs to his room. She remembered falling asleep on his couch. But how did she get into his bed?