Ah!
Han Xue's scream shattered the morning silence.
Zhang Xiaowei sleepily opened his eyes, looking at Han Xue who was glaring at him and asked, "What's wrong, Xiaoxue?"
Han Xue bit her lip, glaring fiercely at Zhang Xiaowei, unable to utter a word.
After a moment of silence, she grabbed the pillow next to her and smacked it hard across Zhang Xiaowei's face.
"You jerk, you pervert!"
Zhang Xiaowei was instantly sobered up by the pillow hit.
Listening to Han Xue cursing at him non-stop, he also guessed what was going on.
"Who's the jerk, who's the pervert?"
Zhang Xiaowei retorted, grabbing the pillow coming at him again, and sat up with a start.
The two sat face to face, Han Xue couldn't care less that Zhang Xiaowei had seen her naked. Her enchanting eyes glistened with tears as if she might burst into tears any second.
Seeing this as a misunderstanding, Zhang Xiaowei hurriedly explained.
"Don't overthink, I didn't do anything last night after you got drunk."
