Just as Jiang Lai was about to make a move, Murong Dun, who was propped up, suddenly felt a burst of dizziness. By the time he realized something was wrong, his body was already too weak to bear.
"Jiang Lai, my head feels dizzy."
Jiang Lai sat up, concerned, and asked what was happening. Seeing the worry in her eyes, Murong Dun smiled tiredly.
"I'll feel better after a nap."
After saying that, he leaned back and fell asleep the next second.
Jiang Lai yawned, kicked Murong Dun into the inner side of the bed, and threw a quilt over him, wrapping him up. The rest of the big bed was hers alone.
Fortunately, the original owner's room was large, and the bed even larger, so Jiang Lai didn't have to fall asleep listening to someone else's breathing.
"Luckily, I drugged his bowl in advance, or you might not have kept your chastity tonight."
Jiang Lai chuckled.
"If he dared to touch me, I could break his remaining leg."
