Night fell.
Zhang Yuan sat in meditation, purifying his Sword Qi, while Xiao Yuanjun slept soundly, her faint snores drifting over.
Perhaps Xiao Yuanjun was sleeping too blissfully. As he listened to her snores in the latter half of the night, Zhang Yuan actually began to feel a little drowsy himself and thought of sleeping until dawn.
Without even covering himself with a quilt, he lay down beside Xiao Yuanjun, closed his eyes, and drifted off.
Outside the courtyard.
A streak of Sword Qi descended, and Cui Zhaowei dropped from the sky. Looking at the empty, utterly silent Brightheart Residence, she raised her brows slightly.
Why was it so quiet?
Were Zhang Yuan and Senior Xiao not home?
Cui Zhaowei frowned and knocked on the door. When no one answered, she was about to push it open and enter.
But the next moment, someone opened the door from inside.
Zhang Yuan stood in the doorway, looking out at the pitch-black sky and drifting fog. "Miss Zhaowei, why have you come in the middle of the night?"
As he asked, Zhang Yuan inwardly let out a breath, feeling rather fortunate.
That was close, far too close. I only meant to lie down and doze for a little while, but Xiao Yuanjun's snores were so hypnotic that I actually fell asleep.
Worse still, Xiao Yuanjun couldn't even behave in her sleep. Halfway through, she wrapped herself around me like an octopus. Luckily, there was a quilt between us. Otherwise, wouldn't we have ended up sharing a bed under the same quilt?
A master and disciple could be a little close, but this was going too far, wasn't it? Anyone who found out would call it improper.
*Even that could be overlooked. After all, Xiao Yuanjun had been asleep and unaware, and