As a soft sensation came over him, the girl on top of him frowned the next instant. Her long lashes trembled slightly, and then she opened her eyes.
However, the one who woke was not March 7th, but Changye Yue.
Those sleepy eyes sharpened the instant they took in the situation. The moment she opened them, she smacked Mo Wang's paw away in annoyance and said, "What the hell are you doing first thing in the morning?"
Mo Wang did not get angry after being slapped. Instead, he grinned at that familiar yet unfamiliar face in front of him. "Why is it you who woke up? Where's March?"
When Changye Yue heard that Mo Wang's first reaction was to call for March 7th, her once-sharp gaze was instantly tinged with resentment.
She pouted, looking as if she had been wronged. "How mean. I was clearly the one who worked the hardest last night, but the first person you think of is March? Sure enough, you still like silly girls, don't you?"
Facing Changye Yue's deliberately resentful act, Mo Wang reached out and pinched her nose hard. "Could you not pretend like that? When you act this way, it makes it really hard for me to connect this face of yours with March."
Changye Yue rubbed her reddened nose and spat, "You're one to talk. You went way too far last night. March still hasn't woken up even now." As she spoke, her gaze flicked toward the depths of her own body, as if she could see the girl still sleeping inside.
Mo Wang, meanwhile, smiled at Changye Yue, a teasing look in his eyes. "Since March hasn't woken up yet, why are you so energetic? Did you slack off last night? Should I punish you properly?"
As he spoke, his