Early the next morning.

Wen Shu woke up and stared blankly at the white ceiling.

The people beside her had left, and there was no warmth in the room.

She sat up and paused. The pain all over her body made her face stiffen.

Last night, Qin Mingyue had been rough, and he seemed to be very unfamiliar with having sex.

He indulged in love affairs and paraded with countless lovers. How could he be unsophisticated in sex? Maybe ...