That day, the sunlight shining directly through the gap in the curtains was particularly dazzling. It was not because of the sudden brightness in the darkness, but because of the warm and real naked body next to me, which was half-covered under the quilt like myself.
For a moment, Mu Yan felt deeply desperate. Perhaps it would be more appropriate to say that his depravity was promiscuity. So he hurriedly picked up and dropped the clothes all over the room. Regardless of whether they belonged to him or not, he put them on and ran away, closing the door loudly, because he wanted to isolate himself from everything that happened.