Li Meirong slowly woke up to the strange sensation of what felt like a damp sponge being smeared repeatedly across her face. Whoever was doing this to her must have been at it for a while, because by the time she was conscious enough to notice it, her cheeks had been rubbed slightly raw.
When Bai Qingyue saw that his wife was finally groggily rubbing her eyelids, he stopped licking her face and sprang from the bed. His big fluffy tail wagged as he turned to face her.
Li Meirong had slept soundly the previous night and hadn't noticed at all when Bai Qingyue had transformed himself from a small snow fox into a human form, only to revert back to a four-legged cub.
"If you keep sleeping, you'll miss out on your lessons! That fellow Zhu Qingyue arrived at sunrise and brought you some food. Master, eat before you leave." Snowball's high pitched voice cajoled Li Meirong to rise out of bed.
