Early in the morning, even the curtains failed to block out the sunlight.
An Yang lazily opened his eyes. Almost at the same time, the little fox beside him cracked hers open and secretly sized him up. But after only one glance, she hurriedly closed them again.
"What time is it...?" An Yang murmured.
Hearing his faint voice, Huang Lan immediately opened her eyes beneath the bed and sat up to look at him.
"Mm, you're awake?" she said lazily.
"Obviously."
"Then lie here and don't move. I'll bring you a cup of hot water." As Huang Lan spoke, she kicked off the covers and crawled out of her nest. Wearing only a camisole nightdress, she headed outside, rubbing her eyes with the backs of her hands as she walked.
"You're going out like that... Isn't that inappropriate?" An Yang said as he started to sit up.
Suddenly, Huang Lan turned and glanced at him. Her bleary eyes instantly widened, and her feet seemed to have rockets strapped to them. She sprang up in a completely unscientific manner, leaping back in a graceful arc. She even spun around in midair before landing with a thump on An Yang's bed, lying on top of him with both hands pressing down on his shoulders and forcing him back onto the mattress.
Perfect form!
Poor little fox. The extremely elastic bed shook beneath her, launching her nearly a meter into the air before she flailed around and landed back on the bed.
She lay on the covers and turned her head around in terror.
Huang Lan was lying on top of An Yang. One wore a camisole nightdress made of silky ice-fiber fabric, while the other wore only a thin T-shirt and loose shorts. The two were separated by just a blanket. Huang