The next morning Aselia woke up before Xiran. Opening her eyes she found her back pressed against his warm bare chest. One of his legs was resting on top of her and his arms and hands were wrapped around her breasts. Although they were covered by a blanket, she felt extremely naked.
This was beyond embarrassing and her face flushed as she looked at her bare body which was jailed by him so she wouldn't dare escape. She glanced at the clock and it was eight in the morning.
Aselia wanted to get dressed before he would wake up and saw her naked again. She carefully picked up his leg with her free hand and moved it aside while trying not to wake him. He groaned, Aselia quickly turned to watch him but heaved a sigh of relief when his eyes remained closed.
