The Sad Xiao Xia

In the hotel.

Han Xiaoxia groggily got up from the bed. Her heart was filled with sorrow at first, but then she was slightly stunned.

She pulled the blanket away.

She looked exactly the same as how she had put on her clothes yesterday. The clean white bed sheets in the hotel were very smooth, and the fragrance of lavender wafted in the air.

Han Xiaoxia's eyes rippled.

She walked to the phone in a daze and dialed the front desk.

"Hello, I'm a resident of Room 305. I drank too much last night. Did you see how I came back?"

"Oh, oh, oh."

"He carried me up and left?!"

It was unbelievable. After putting down the phone, Han Xiaoxia's heart was filled with panic and confusion.

"This silly kid, why is he still as stupid as before? Didn't I come out to get drunk to give you a chance? How did you earn so much money?"