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After the crazy night, Long Yutian fell asleep holding her in a daze, and even in his dreams, he held her so tightly, like an octopus clinging onto her, their bodies pressed together in an incredibly shy embrace. Xia Yanxin struggled out of his arms with difficulty, dressed herself, and walked out the door.
The next morning...
Sunlight streamed in from the window, stinging Long Yutian's eyes. It was then that he opened his eyes, his head throbbing in pain—a hangover that meant a headache the next day, which he was used to by now. He reached for the medicine bottle on the bedside table and swallowed a pill dry to relieve the negative effects of the headache.
He gently massaged his temples. The dream from last night was still unusually vivid...
