Gu Shengyin slept incredibly well this time.
Ever since she arrived in this world, where a Sword Cultivator could use meditation to restore their energy, she rarely had such a deep and complete sleep.
Xuan Ke was reading a book with his back to her.
Gu Shengyin's heart stirred, and she quietly stood up, preparing to give him a little scare.
Truly her brain wasn't quite awake yet, how sharp could a Sword Saint's senses be? The moment Gu Shengyin awakened, Xuan Ke had detected the change in her breathing.
So Gu Shengyin, who had planned to catch the chicken but ended up losing the rice, was easily scooped up by the waist and pulled into the man's embrace.
"Senior Brother..." Gu Shengyin was obviously still a bit uncomfortable, looking at Xuan Ke somewhat shyly.
