On the white carpet, Ling's clothes were strewn about. The air was thick with the lingering scent of recent passion.,In the depths of slumber, suddenly, I heard the sound of the door being violently pushed open. Though reluctant to open my eyes, a force within me compelled me to wake up.,Cheng Liyue narrowed her eyes, carefully recalling what had happened last night. She couldn't remember anything, the last thing she recalled was having some drinks with Jun Yao at a cafe.。