The morning light, bright and beautiful, shone into the room, casting a warm glow.
Gu Xuanye lay in bed, deeply asleep, when at some point, a little meat bun had climbed on top of him.
At this moment, the Little Demon King's little face was using Gu Xuanye's face as a pillow, blissfully asleep. In his dream, he dreamt of the delicious food his mommy made for him, and he couldn't stop drooling.
Gu Xuanye, half-awake, felt something wet on his face. He raised his hand to wipe it, but no matter how he wiped, it wouldn't dry, like overflowing river water.
It seemed as though some creature was pressing on his face, and he was very uncomfortable. He pushed away the Little Demon King, who was lying on top of him. It seemed as though some creature was pressing on his face, and he was very uncomfortable. He pushed away the Little Demon King, who was lying on top of him.
