This sleep lasted until nearly noon.
Since her rebirth and awakening, Ye Lingyue had never slept so soundly.
Normally during sleep, she would be awakened by that bizarre nightmare or be preoccupied with cultivation.
But this particular night, she had a good night's sleep.
Several times, she felt someone tucking in her blanket with gentle movements, just like her mother would do.
When Ye Lingyue became aware, she felt something off with her arms and legs.
It seemed like she was hugging something, and it definitely wasn't Little Zhiyo.
With a sudden jolt, Ye Lingyue was startled and abruptly opened her eyes. She found her limbs entwined around Feng Xun's body like an octopus, the posture embarrassingly intimate.
Moreover, to her embarrassment, there was a noticeable wet patch on Feng Xun's clothes.
Ye Lingyue's hair stood on end, fearing that she might have done something to Feng Xun in her animalistic impulsiveness last night.
