Yue Yue had fallen asleep so late that the sun was already high in the sky when she finally began to stir. Warm sunlight streamed through the window, shining directly onto her face.
As she tried to turn over, she realized she couldn't move. She felt a heavy, solid weight pressing against her, and a strong pair of arms was wrapped tightly around her waist. Her face was tucked neatly into the crook of someone's neck.
Groggy and confused, she blinked several times.
At first, she panicked, her mind blanking on where she was.
Then, slowly, the memories of the previous night came flooding back. She had come to Xing Luoguang's room to wait for him and had fallen asleep in the corner of the bed.
She looked up and saw the sharp jawline and peaceful face of Xing Luoguang. He must have come back very late and, instead of waking her, simply pulled her into his arms to sleep.
Looking at his innocent, calm expression, Yue Yue couldn't help but smile.
