Wang Dahai groggily opened his eyes.
He had a wonderfully beautiful dream, in which he was intimately entwined with Jiang Yiren.
But upon waking, he felt that blissful sensation persisting.
He suspected he might not be fully awake.
Until...
He felt himself enveloped in a warm sensation.
He steadied his mind and, after a while, he realized what was happening.
Looking down, he saw a body wriggling under the covers.
Guessing what might be going on, he lifted the quilt to see Jiang Yiren lying on his thighs.
Her small mouth was puffing, diligently savoring.
Feeling the quilt move, Jiang Yiren's cheeks flushed red in embarrassment, quickly releasing him and saying, "You're awake."
"Senior..."
"Did I wake you?"
"Mmm..."
"I, I..." Jiang Yiren was too shy to explain her actions.
It seemed no explanation could justify it.
Wang Dahai noticed her embarrassment and silently lowered the quilt.
A moment later, he felt Jiang Yiren continue.
