The subtle rays of sunlight passed through the gaps of the drapes and into the darkened room of the Bai-Shen couple.
It was already nine in the morning— too early for lunch and too late for breakfast— but there is still a lump of tardiness huddled inside the comforter. Nine white tails conspicuously stick out underneath it, and a soft snore could be heard, almost like the humming of a bee.
Typically, Shen Yuan is already awake and kicking at this time, but for some reason, today was a day for him to sleep in.
And no, no sex took place last night. Shen Yuan's salad was not tossed because he was exhausted from his busy day. He was in the Hunter Association all day yesterday.
Bai Tingfeng was a bit worried because Shen Yuan used to perform well despite being sleep-deprived or tired. He never dispelled his transformation spell while sleeping, like now.
