NOVPUBChapter 111: 111, anxious, sleeping in the same bed
Chapter 111: 111, anxious, sleeping in the same bed
In the early morning, when Song Qinghuan woke up, she felt somewhat groggy, as though she had a hangover. But she hadn’t drunk anything, she’d had a bath and then gone to bed, why would she feel this way? It even hurt a little.
Could she have slept in a bad position?! no𝚟𝚙u𝚋.c𝚘m
Suddenly, she felt a softness on her body, something on her waist, and with a sudden shock, she threw back the covers only to see a slender arm resting on her waist.
Song Qinghuan was taken aback, abruptly sitting up in the bed and staring at the owner of the arm who was sleeping next to her, “You, you, you, Shi Yuhuan, you…why are you in my bed?”
Shi Yuhuan was also startled awake, but did not rise, his eyes still closed. His disheveled hair was scattered over his forehead, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, looking very grumpy and unhappy.
“How did you get in?” Song Qinghuan’s mind was racing. She remembered locking her door last night, of that she was certain.
It seemed like she had dreamed of Shi Yuhuan in her sleep, and then saw him drinking, she seemed to have drunk, and he seemed to be on top of her.
Good heavens, what on earth happened? Could it be…?
Angry and almost in tears, Song Qinghuan pointed at him and accused, “You’re a toad! You backtracked on your words, you took advantage of my vulnerability, you’re contemptible and despicable to the extreme!”
Shi Yuhuan finally opened his eyes, his gaze soft and lazy, showing no hint of his emotions, his brows slightly furrowed as if displeased with something: “I never thought you’d place the blame on others first.”
His earnest and solemn expression gave Song Qinghuan quite a scare, “What does ‘placing the blame on others’ mean? Who is the villain? You’re the villain!”
She didn’t sound very convinced as flashes from her memory came back to her, scenes of her atop Shi Yuhuan.
But she quickly dispelled the thought. No, it certainly didn’t happen!
Shi Yuhuan sat up in bed and looked at her coldly, “Clearly, you seduced me, pounced on me, forced me, and yet you turn around and say that I took advantage of the situation. If this isn’t ‘blaming others first’, then what is?”
Song Qinghuan widened her eyes in horror, “What did you say? I seduced you, I pounced on you, I forced myself on you, can you be any more outrageous!”
Rage burned within her, the fury consuming her, and she really wanted to pounce on him, to bite Shi Yuhuan hard.
Shi Yuhuan grabbed his phone from the bedside table and turned it on, then handed it to Song Qinghuan, “Take a look for yourself.”
Song Qinghuan glared at him without understanding, then lowered her gaze to look at the phone.
The phone was playing a video, in which Shi Yuhuan was sitting on the couch drinking, his posture lazy yet elegant.
It seemed like a perfectly ordinary video and Song Qinghuan didn’t think anything of it, but the next frame shocked her, completely disorienting her, almost making her fall off the bed.
