At ten o'clock the next morning, Qin Jiujiu woke up and reached out to adjust the oversized "pajamas" that had slipped off one of her shoulders.
The clothes she had worn yesterday were neatly folded beside her pillow.
Qin Jiujiu picked up the collar of the shirt and sniffed it, a faint blush rising to her cheeks at the scent left on the fabric.
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