At some point, he had already awakened. He lay on his side beside her, propping his head up with one hand as he watched her adorably flustered, embarrassed, and annoyed expression with great interest.
In the morning light, his face was so handsome it made her heart tremble. Those eyes were as deep as the sea, as though they could draw in a person's very soul.
"Brother Lin... g-good morning..." Cheng Ying stammered out a greeting, then hurriedly pulled up the blanket to cover her naked body, leaving only her little head exposed, red as an apple.
"It's not early anymore, my Little Medical Fairy."
Lin Xuan leaned forward with a smile and kissed her smooth forehead. "Did you sleep well last night?"
"I..." Cheng Ying's heart skipped a beat at his intimate gesture. She did not dare meet his eyes and could only bury her head even deeper.
Lin Xuan did not mind. He reached out and, as naturally as could be, pulled both her and the blanket into his arms. Resting his chin atop her head, he gently rubbed against it.
"Ying'er, do you still remember what happened last night?"
"N-No... I don't remember..." Cheng Ying stubbornly replied.
"Oh? Is that so?" Lin Xuan gave a wicked smile. His large hand slipped through a gap in the blanket and unerringly seized that soft, warm, silky mound, giving it a light squeeze. "Then what about this? Do you remember what it was like in my hand last night?"
"Ah! Don't touch me!"
Cheng Ying cried out, her body going limp as water.
"And here..." Lin Xuan's hand continued downward, tracing circles over her flat lower belly. "Do you remember how it trembled along with me last night?"
"Stop talking... Please, stop talking..." Cheng Ying begged tearfully, feeling as if