A moment later.
Xiaobai's eyes fluttered open. She pushed herself up from the sofa, rubbing her drowsy eyes and letting out a yawn before walking over to Qin Yang.
"Master, did you do something to me? Why do I feel so sore?"
"Where does it hurt?"
Qin Yang put down his phone and got up from the sofa to brush his teeth and get ready for bed.
After the night's ordeal, it was already ten o'clock. He still had to work tomorrow.
"Everywhere! Especially my butt and my back!"
Xiaobai followed Qin Yang into the bathroom and glared at him, tugging at the shirt she was wearing. "And what about this Fairy's clothes?" she complained. "Why am I wearing your big T-shirt, Master?!"
"…"
With a toothbrush dangling from his mouth, Qin Yang glanced at Xiaobai and mumbled, "You don't remember what happened earlier?"
"What happened?"
