The day went by quickly and Roho woke up a little confused in his own room, he felt a little nauseous and with a dry throat.
"Here, drink some water your throat must be very dry"
Mu Qiao said handing some glass of water to Roho, the man looked stunned for a few seconds before picking up the glass and drinking.
They were silent for a few minutes, Roho seemed to remember everything, but he kept silent not knowing how to proceed.
Everything was a real disaster!
"Now, can I introduce myself correctly?" Mu Qiao asked politely keeping away from Roho, he didn't want to press the omega any further than he should already be.
Roho touched the mark on his neck feeling a little itchy, he wanted a mirror to see the tattoo that formed on that part.
"It's a kind of peony," Mu Qiao said, seeming to realize what Roho wanted to know.