The morning sun rose gently, its rays sparsely illuminating the room. Qin Youbei's eyelashes fluttered a few times before she slowly opened her eyes.
Groggy, she saw the room was filled with dark-colored furniture and ornaments, very austere. Even the bedsheet underneath her was black. If it weren't for that sliver of sunlight, she would have thought it was still dark and that she had woken up in the darkness.
She wanted to sit up, but suddenly felt a strange sensation on her hand.
She slightly turned her head and saw the man sleeping next to her. In his deep sleep, his fierce and proud aura had faded away, leaving him looking gentle and refined.
And just like that other day, she was lying on top of Gu Xiao like an octopus.
A feeling she couldn't quite describe welled up in Qin Youbei's heart. She wasn't usually still in her sleep, but even when she used to sleep with Lin Jiu, it was never this excessive.
Her face turned red in an instant.
