Zhou Fan looked at the sleeping beauty on his bed.
Setting everything else aside, Lin Qianqian really was captivating.
Her languid sleeping face, snow-white skin, and graceful figure were all on full display, enough to set anyone's heart racing.
But Zhou Fan couldn't set everything else aside right now.
Most of all, he couldn't understand why Lin Qianqian was in his bed.
He had absolutely no memory of anything related to this.
All he remembered was drinking that bottle of Nine Flame Liquid last night, feeling burning hot all over, and then somehow falling asleep.
Had he gotten drunk last night, then stumbled over and carried Lin Qianqian back here?
Did that tiny bottle of Nine Flame Liquid really pack such a delayed punch?
Enough to make him black out completely?
Otherwise, there was no explaining this.
Surely Lin Qianqian hadn't sneaked into his room and climbed into his bed herself?
But that didn't add up either.
If he really had blacked out last night and forcibly carried Lin Qianqian back here...
There was no way Lin Qianqian wouldn't have resisted.
Knowing Lin Qianqian, if he'd really tried anything, she definitely would have blasted him with the Mutually Multiplying Paper Bomb Technique.
Yet everything in the room was intact, without any sign of a struggle.
That meant Lin Qianqian hadn't resisted.
Damn, what the hell had happened, then?
Zhou Fan's CPU was about to fry.
He couldn't figure it out.
He really couldn't figure it out!
He shouldn't have downed that whole bottle of Nine Flame Liquid last night. Then he wouldn't have blacked out... wait! Nine Flame Liquid?
Something suddenly occurred to Zhou Fan.
If Lin Qianqian had also drunk Nine Flame Liquid... gotten drunk too... and then blacked out...
*She might have muddled his room up with her