Just as Leng Sichen was coming to, a flicker of tension passed through his bloodshot eyes, and in the next second, Xia Yuxun hazily half-opened her eyes and waved her hand, hitting the man's face in front of her with a "smack"...
She muttered, "Annoying...mosquito..."
Leng Sichen's lips twitched, and he unconsciously touched his face: "..."
This silly girl was so strong even while asleep, that her slap made his face go numb!
Leng Sichen gritted his teeth, pulled her out from the blanket, and dragged her into his own. Under the covers, his rough, warm hand moved gently, as he cautiously kissed her lips, moving further down...
Xia Yuxun felt her body getting hotter, feeling unbearably uncomfortable and wanting to escape this uncontrollable sensation, but every time she had a brief moment of clarity, she sank back into dizziness due to lack of air...
After an unknown period, Leng Sichen suddenly tossed the blanket aside and got out of bed.
