He quietly got up and prepared to wash up.

Shen Jialiang froze when he saw what was on the ground.

This...this...

Shen Jialiang blushed and embarrassedly picked up the scattered items from the ground. Like a guilty thief, he carefully took the items to wash them and then hung them to dry on the small balcony on the third floor.

Chen Jiayi woke up feeling very comfortable. In the past, Shen Jialiang was always the one tormenting her, but last night it was finally her turn to torment Shen Jialiang.

When she woke up, she saw Shen Jialiang furtively taking the things he had used the night before to the small balcony to air them out.

Upon seeing Shen Jialiang's courtyard, Chen Jiayi knew that he had drunk too much the night before and couldn't remember what had happened.

A wicked thought flashed through Chen Jiayi's mind as she looked at Shen Jialiang with a half-smile.

When Shen Jialiang returned, he saw that Chen Jiayi was awake, her beautiful eyes looking at him with a half-smile. He paused for a moment.

Then, Shen Jialiang whispered to Chen Jiayi.

"Honey, you've really worked hard."

Seeing Shen Jialiang's reaction, Chen Jiayi immediately realized that Shen Jialiang had misunderstood.

She said with a hint of amusement, "I'm not suffering, but you are."

After all, someone had been holding it in for so long last night.

Shen Jialiang felt that Chen Jiayi's words were a bit strange, but he couldn't remember what had happened last night.

He raised an eyebrow, walked up to Chen Jiayi, and reached out to hold her waist.

"Tell me, what did you do last night?"

Chen Jiayi's waist was a little sore and itchy, and she chuckled as she tried to dodge Shen Jialiang's hand.

However, Shen Jialiang's warm, large hand gripped Chen Jiayi's waist tightly, making it impossible for Chen Jiayi to escape.