The inside of the carriage was dim, and the curtains were so thick that no light could pass through.
Ji Qingwu remained bent over, her eyes wide as she tried to see if anyone was inside.
It seemed to be empty.
The carriage was surprisingly warm, but having mistakenly entered someone else's vehicle, she knew she shouldn't linger. She was just about to back out when something at her feet suddenly tripped her.
In the moment she lost her balance, she was still thinking, 'I didn't notice anything on the floor when I came in...'
But the expected pain never came. She didn't fall to the floor; instead, she tumbled onto someone.
More precisely, she landed on a man's firm, well-proportioned lap.
'There's someone in here!'
Ji Qingwu frantically tried to find something to push off of to get up, but unable to see, she could only grope around with her hands.
She didn't know what she had touched, but she heard a low, slightly hoarse grunt.
