I slept a really long time.
When Xu Qingfan opened his eyes again, the curtains were already drawn in the bedroom and it was brightly daylit.
Upon waking, the first thing he noticed was the strange sensation in his hand; his right arm, which Xia Xiaoxiao had been using as a pillow all night, had gone stiff from the pressure.
Xia Xiaoxiao was lying on her side, her back to him, still sleeping soundly at this moment.
Only after Qingfan woke up did he realize how intimate their sleeping positions were.
Because they shared a pillow, the two were almost in zero distance contact, his left arm somehow ended up around Xia Xiaoxiao's belly, with his palm quite dishonestly slipped inside the girl's pajama top, covering her belly button.
Qingfan carefully withdrew his hand and picked up the alarm clock from the bedside table to look at it, good lord, it was almost three in the afternoon.
