The next morning, Hirvan woke up in a haze, his body drenched in heat. His face twisted in discomfort as he found himself sandwiched between the two hot bodies. Fu Yan's leg was draped across his lower body, pinning him down while Lu Hanbibg's heavy arm rested possessively on his chest, making it hard for him to breathe.
' I feel like I'm gonna die from either the heat or lack of air!'
He pushed both of them away with a sense of urgency.
However, this action brought a wave of pain that ran through his entire body, causing him to wince involuntarily. In that moment of frustration, he couldn't help but curse both under his breath.
"These two scoundrels! I should've known better! They were nothing but liars! They sweet-talked me, insisting it would be the last time! And now look at me! …My waist! my poor waist!"
He muttered, his voice barely audible.
