The drug caused drowsiness, so did the antidote. Qiao Yue slept until noon the next day.
When she woke up, she realized that she wasn't at home. The last thing she remembered was lying in Qiao Jing's arms.
She got up and checked her clothes. She was still wearing yesterday's clothes and because of the sweat, they were stuck to her body. She was sticky and dirty.
Qiao Jing probably hadn't touched her.
Qiao Yue heaved a sigh of relief. She thought that her secret might have come out yesterday, but it was still hidden.
She found a pair of sweatpants and a white shirt in the closet.
In the closet were mostly Qiao Jing's clothes.
Qiao Jing was taller than her, but she could hold up his clothes, barely.
Qiao Yue showered quickly, changed into fresh clothes and walked out of the bedroom.
Qiao Jing didn't go to work. Instead, he sat at the dining table and worked on his laptop.
