Inside the hotel room
Shen Shuci saw the mess on the bed and began to feel a vague headache. Accompanied by the clang of the door closing behind her, the entire room fell into silence.
"You're back?" Huo Qinqi had drunk too much today, his voice growing increasingly low and hoarse.
The whole room was suffused with the smell of alcohol—spicy, burning...
It seemed as if a single spark could ignite the entire atmosphere.
"Yeah." Shen Shuci coughed lightly. Today she wore a striking red, sleeveless long dress. After toasting with half a glass of baijiu, her cheeks turned rosy. In the dim yellow light, she appeared charming and alluring.
Huo Qinqi had drunk too much; even across the distance, she could sense his heavy breathing. Shen Shuci watched as his throat moved slightly, her heart tightening in response.
"What did my mom say to you?"
"Just some random chat, nothing much." Shen Shuci glanced at the things on the bed.
There were even whips, handcuffs, belts...
