Wang Ye woke up groggily after a length of sleep he couldn't quite make out, his head aching slightly.
Just as he was about to roll over and continue sleeping, he felt a leg resting on his stomach, soft and warm to the touch.
There was a girl lying next to him, emitting soft breaths, obviously still nestled in a dream.
He didn't think much of it.
Because Angelina often did this…
He rolled over to spoon the person beside him, but halted mid-motion when he caught a glimpse of her face.
Because it wasn't Angelina!
But it was someone he knew well, Nalan Yaqi…
In her sleep, Nalan Yaqi seemed even prettier, her slightly childish face just inches away from his own.
Her hair was messy and disheveled, and it seemed like there were traces of tears on her face…
Wang Ye grimaced slightly, unsure whether to laugh or cry at this situation.
Without even needing to lift the blankets, just by his body's sense of touch, he knew that neither of them were wearing anything…
