[Don't Keep Me Waiting Too Long!]

When Yue Yang woke up, he found himself lying on the ground.

Every bone in his body ached faintly.

It was like the soreness caused when one broke through too quickly and the body could not fully adapt, only much worse.

How long had I been lying here? With a thought, Yue Yang was about to sit up when he suddenly realized that Supreme was lying sprawled across his chest. An indescribable maidenly fragrance filled his lungs. Her soft, delicate body was pressed against his, and she slept with her cheek turned to the side, seemingly still deep in sweet dreams. He was used to Supreme's severity; he had seen her smile and seen her anger, but he had never looked at her from such close range, much less seen her sleeping so peacefully... At this moment, she was indeed vastly different from usual.

For a moment, Yue Yang forgot her identity.

He suddenly wanted to reach out and gently stroke her face.

He could not say what state of mind it was. The action came entirely from the depths of his heart. Perhaps it was the attraction of their souls!

As he shifted slightly, Yue Yang discovered that his right hand was pinned beneath Supreme's arm and could not move at all. If he pulled free with even a little force, Supreme would probably wake up. Forget it, didn't he still have his left hand? Yue Yang tried to control it, only to be startled again. At some point, his left hand had wrapped around Supreme's slender waist.

Had he been holding her while they slept?

That gave Yue Yang a tremendous fright.

If Supreme found out, getting beaten up would probably be the least of it.

Yue Yang knew that winning over Supreme was harder than defeating the