Memoria Campbell, who was sleeping soundly, was suddenly attacked like this, waking up instantly from her sleep and sitting up straight.
She pulled back her foot that was pressed and aching unbearably, clasping her leg with both hands, looking at the cold-faced Instructor sitting at the end of the bed, blinking in confusion.
"Instructor?!"
The instructor turned his face, his gaze swept across her exposed, semi-hidden chest in her bra, then he swung his hand and threw the T-shirt he was holding over.
"Put on some clothes first."
"Oh!"
Memoria raised her hand to catch the T-shirt, suddenly realized it, looked at the T-shirt in her hand, and then at her body.
Tossing the covers aside, she jumped out of bed directly.
"Cold Xiaoxie, you stay put!"
At this moment, Cold Xiaoxie had already reached the door, and hearing Memoria call out to him, he stopped in his tracks.
"What is it?"
"Turn around for me!" Memoria shouted.
