Top Villa, second floor.
Standing at Zhu Yan's bedroom door, Jiang Yushu looked at the mess, feeling like she had just walked into a junkyard.
The room that was once clean and tidy was now filled with pieces of shredded, playful garments, various stockings and high heels, bras of all colors hung here and there, along with men's boxers...
On the messy big bed, the white sheets were scattered with stains from some dried liquid.
The whole room was permeated with the scent of cherry blossom, a fragrance quite heady.
For a moment, Jiang Yushu couldn't imagine how wild Sun Zhe and Zhu Yan must have been last night.
"Sister Yu Shu, it's been a while."
As she was sighing, Sun Zhe suddenly greeted her.
She snapped back to reality, forced calmness, walked elegantly with her high heels, lifted her hand to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, and smiled, "You're back. Sister Yan said you were sleeping this morning, so I didn't bother you, thought you'd sleep till afternoon."
