A headache, a splitting headache.
Tong Wenya opened her eyes with difficulty. The first thing she saw was the white ceiling. This was not her house. The roof of her house was pasted with starry sky wallpaper. Then she smelled the smell of smoke. She turned her head and saw Xiao Ye sitting on the edge of the bed with his legs crossed. He was smoking expressionlessly.
"Where is this? What did you do to me?" She lifted the blanket and couldn't help but gasp. She wasn't wearing anything. Her eyes swept to the ground from the corner of her eye. She saw a long dress with suspenders and underwear scattered all over the place.
Damn bastard!
Xiao Ye slowly took another drag on his cigarette and slowly said, "I didn't do anything to you..."
Could it be that she did something to him? She clearly did not know anything. He was really shameless.
"I arranged for someone to do something to you. Do you want to see what kind of person you served last night?"