Hong Liu eyes open in the morning as the sun beamed through the window brightly enveloped by the warmth that she never woke up to, the sandalwood scent tickle her sense and heard ponded as it hit her one by one what happened last night, she raises up her head to see she was half sleeping over him and her arms wrapped around Xian Zhen heat bloomed under her cheeks as her breath hitch at the knowledge. She tries to raise herself from him to untangle herself but she found herself snap back to his chest and she sucks in a breath looking at her shoulder, he was holding her to him. She moves her eyes up, he was soundly asleep. She closes her eyes grimacing at incompetency to stay away from him, she almost felt like hitting her head on the wall with irritation. What do I do? I can't be with him and even I can, it will hurt him in the end and for that will happen it would mean nothing to him later.