When Qiao Anlu woke up, she just felt her head was so heavy, struggling to sit up before being stunned for a moment!

Huh?

Wasn’t she rooming with Zhao Anqi? And their room was quite small!

This was a luxury king bed room!

Qiao Anlu sat on the bed, scanning all around, this was clearly not their room, there was a light blue striped shirt hanging beside, a man’s clothing, so, where’s the man?

Qiao Anlu lifted the quilt to look around, no man!

She let out a sigh of relief, thank goodness!

Then quickly slipped out of bed, she must hurry and leave while the man’s not here!

Qiao Anlu left with a bang, shutting the door with lightning speed.

Ning Zesheng was shaken awake by the loud noise, having lain on the floor all night, his whole body aching and unable to move, the spot on his forehead where he hit was also hurting badly.

He supported himself with his hand on the edge of the bed, slowly climbed up and then collapsed onto the bed, only then did he feel much more comfortable!

Only thing was, this smell on the bed...

Ning Zesheng pulled up the quilt to take a sniff, a faint fragrance, clearly from a woman.

He twisted his head slightly, his neck started aching, held his neck with one hand, picked up the long hair beside to take a look.

Ning Zeyan sneezed with his eyes closed.

It was a woman who subjected him to this?!

Was the soft body that almost suffocated him last night... a chest?

Ning Zesheng has always kept strangers at a distance, not sure which woman has such a large chest that could bury his whole face without leaving room to breathe.

This woman...

Ning Zesheng wanted to get out of bed to drag out this audacious woman but his whole body was aching, and sneezing because he had been freezing on the floor all night.

Most importantly, every sneeze made his body ache even more.

Ning Zesheng has never been so embarrassed his whole life!

He definitely wouldn’t let this woman off!

"Achoo!" Qiao Anlu quickly covered her mouth.

She had been afraid Zhao Anqi would notice her absence all night, and then expose that she didn’t know which man she spent the night with, although... although there was no one in that room.

But, given the crowd here, it should quickly become known whose room it was.

She tiptoed carefully toward the bathroom, Zhao Anqi suddenly called out softly, "Stop!"

Qiao Anlu froze her steps, turning around with a smile, "Did I wake you up? When I came back yesterday, you were already asleep, so I didn’t wake you!" She tapped her lips, "Sleeping with you is too uncomfortable, so I woke up!"

"You came back in the middle of the night, I was already asleep. You didn’t wake me up?" Zhao Anqi asked.

"Of course!" Qiao Anlu twisted her body slightly, looking uneasy.

Zhao Anqi threw off the quilt, crossed her arms and walked over to her, though shorter in stature, right now appearing quite fierce, "When did you ever mind me sleeping and not wake me? Don’t you always lack self-awareness and insist on saying goodnight and good morning, regardless if I’m asleep?"

"Hey, good morning, forgot to say earlier!" Qiao Anlu waved her hand.

Zhao Anqi directly pulled at her clothes, peeking inside, finally even lifted her skirt, acting as if trying to strip her.

"Zhao Anqi, you pervert, I know you’ve long been jealous of my figure, but there’s no need to actually go for it, right?" Qiao Anlu looked at her defensively as if being molested.

Zhao Anqi retreated again, crossing her arms, looking at her, "Last night you got drunk and hugged me, calling me Little Qiqi, and when awake, you’re a blockhead, who knows what unspeakable things you might do drunk? After checking, there’s no evidence you forced some man!"

She turned back and headed to the bed.

Only then did Qiao Anlu react, "I called you Little Qiqi?"