An An was still a bit sleepy, but now, she was startled awake.
Her eyes widened, and after a few seconds, she was as frightened as a frog that had been dropped into hot water.
She struggled to get up, thinking that Lu Mingfei might think she had intentionally kissed him strongly?
Oh God, so embarrassing.
An An with a flushed face, quickly got up.
However, the blanket that was originally covering her had tangled up her feet.
An An was already anxious, and now tripped, unable to take a step and was about to fall.
Suddenly, a pair of warm and robust hands stabilized her and smoothly removed the blanket wrapped around her legs.
Alright, An An admits she has some inappropriate thoughts about this man.
But at this moment, she couldn't face him.
She hurriedly walked into the darkroom, gently touching her face, still burning hot.
Now, she could imagine that her face was extremely red.
Zhuo Anan, were you short-circuited just now? Why did you look so silly?
