In the morning, sunlight spilled into the room through the window.
Aoyama Xiu Xin, half-asleep, felt something soft in his arms. He opened his eyes and realized it was Neitian Youji hugging him sideways, one leg over him, her skirt slipped down, revealing underwear with a cute pattern that made Aoyama Xiu Xin laugh out loud.
What a child, and kind of cute in a contrasting way.
"Ugh~" Neitian Youji woke up, rubbed her eyes, and asked groggily, "What time is it?"
"Just past seven," Aoyama Xiu Xin replied.
Neitian Youji stiffened, suddenly opened her eyes wide, screamed "Ah!" and sat up on the bed, staring blankly at Aoyama Xiu Xin.
"What's wrong with you?" Aoyama Xiu Xin, finding her reaction bizarre, waved his hand in front of her eyes.
Neitian Youji straightened her skirt to cover herself and cautiously said, "Brother Xiu Xin, you slept with me last night, you'll take responsibility, right?"
"You slept with me, this is my bed!" Aoyama Xiu Xin replied darkly.
