Yun Qiqi softly hummed, indeed feeling much more relaxed.

She buried her face in his chest and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Too many things happened that night, and Song Shijia remained unaware of it all.

The next day at eleven in the morning, the sun was already high.

Lying on the soft hotel bed, Song Shijia gradually woke up, suffering from a severe headache due to a hangover. Her mind was in a mess with her memories still not fully back, only certain familiar images flickering in her mind.

She couldn’t help but lay on the bed, dazed for a moment, then began to question her life.

How could she have such a dream???

Not only did she dream about her idol Ji Shen getting drunk and hugging her while saying he planned to announce his retirement at the World Championship interview,

but she also dreamed that she confessed to herself, saying she liked herself, and even dreamed of him leaning over to kiss her...

Dirty, she indeed got dirty!! So much for just being a career fan!!

Thinking about this, Song Shijia felt even more ashamed of her filthy thoughts, holding her head as she sat up, unable to suppress a wail.

This cry startled a certain young man sleeping next to her.

Ji Ruofeng, rubbing his bleary eyes, after seeing the person in front of him clearly, spoke in a hoarse voice still thick with sleepiness and confusion:

"Shijia? Why are you here?"

Hearing this voice, Song Shijia froze, suddenly having a bad premonition, she turned her head almost in disbelief.

Sure enough, it wasn’t an auditory hallucination.

There was actually a man lying beside her, and... it was Ji Shen, whom she dreamed about all night!!

Frightened, she jolted, about to fall off the bed.

Luckily, Ji Ruofeng’s eyes were quick, and he pulled her towards him.

With this pull, Song Shijia was caught off guard and fell back onto him, her face landing right next to his ear on the pillow.

Morning, big bed.

This situation, no matter how you look at it, looked ambiguous.

Afraid she would fall, Ji Ruofeng instinctively embraced her, but his face turned slightly red.

However, before he could hold her a little longer, the young girl on top of him scrambled up in a fluster.

With a worried and anxious face, she asked, "Ji Shen, are you okay? I didn’t do it on purpose..."

Ji Ruofeng was now much more awake, sitting up from the bed, and shook his head, "I’m fine."

Song Shijia breathed a sigh of relief, but then felt uneasy again.

She instinctively straightened her clothes and hair, afraid of being seen in a messy state.

But realizing Ji Shen had been staring at her for who knows how long since he woke up,

her movements stiffened again, her face awkward, "Ji Shen, you... why are you here???"

Initially, Ji Ruofeng was quite happy to see her when he woke up, not giving much thought to it.

But now he realized something seemed off, and he instinctively glanced around.

"This seems to be my room..."

Song Shijia: "...???"

She followed his gaze and looked around.

Although it was also a hotel presidential suite, and the decor was the same, the luggage and clothes in the room... were obviously not hers.

Her face instantly turned bright red. Last night... last night was she really so drunk that she subconsciously walked into Ji Shen’s room and slept here...

No, normally her thoughts weren’t this dirty!!

Who is Ji Shen!! Is he someone she could profane!!!

Was the drunk her a devil!!

Seeing her reaction questioning life, Ji Ruofeng leaned against the headboard, holding his headache, thinking for a while, and guessed something, "I think it must be the manager’s doing."

"What?"

Ji Ruofeng said, "He might have thought you came to find me, so you were originally supposed to sleep in the same room with me..."