The Girl Woke Up

The dense fog was like the claws and fangs of demons, gently stroking Li Ziran's sturdy chest.

Hippo Ancient City had entered the season of spring blossoms. All things revived, and the desires pent up within living creatures erupted like volcanoes in this season. It had to be said that spring was a season of creation.

Even Thorn Prison, the most sinister place of all, could not escape this fate.

"Mm..."

Winnie lazily opened her eyes, as though she had just had a very, very long dream. Even so, her eyes remained muddled, as if she still did not want to awaken from that endless dream.

A faint chill brushed across her skin, slowly waking her. Instinctively, she reached for the blanket, but what she touched was a patch of sturdy body hair. Her hand drifted hazily onto her delicate thigh, and the utterly different textures of skin jolted her awake. She sat up instinctively.

In that instant, her whole mind short-circuited.

What she had touched was a man's calf, rough and strong. She was sprawled across his chest, and beside him lay another woman with even more delicate skin. Instinctively, she stared at that woman—more precisely, at her face. That tender skin was like that of a newborn infant. She had never seen such exquisite facial skin before.

It seemed that with the slightest puff of air, that face would ripple into layer upon layer of waves, making jealousy rise in her heart. She even forgot that a man was lying amid the thick fog. Only after a long while did she notice the woman's features.

Jenny!

It was her best friend, Jenny, lying like a little woman atop that muscular chest as if she were having a sweet dream. But Winnie's gaze moved past her slender neck to