In the early morning, Lin Fan opened his eyes and found that the Sun Widow, who had been lying in his arms, had long since disappeared without a trace.
But there, sprawled on the floor, was Cai Jing, sleeping ever so sweetly with a contented smile at the corners of her mouth. It had to be said, the masochistic genes in her were indeed powerfully strong.
"Hey, sleeping quite comfortably, aren't you?"
Lin Fan stretched and nudging Cai Jing with his foot, she finally opened her eyes, looking slightly dazed, a clear sign she had not yet adjusted to the situation. But she quickly came to her senses, recalling the previous night's training by Lin Fan, and immediately knelt on the floor.
"Master... I'm sorry... I was so tired last night... I fell asleep..."
"Is that blaming me for tiring you out?"
