"Ah, sleeping on the floor really did leave something to be desired."
The sun was already high in the sky when Chen Ping finally climbed off his bedding on the dormitory floor and rubbed his eyes groggily.
Ning Tian and Wu Feng's dormitory carried the delicate fragrance unique to young women. This did not seem to be the first time Chen Ping had made do with a night in their room, either.
Back at the last Continental Advanced Soul Master Tournament, when his punch had made the Soul Fighting Arena shudder three times and scared his opponent into withdrawing outright, Ning Tian and Wu Feng had also carried him back to their room after he exhausted his blood qi. He had slept there for two days and a night.
Perhaps because they had prepared a feast yesterday, then held a tea party and stayed up all night sharing their different experiences over the past two years and more, both Ning Tian and Wu Feng were now curled up in bed, sleeping soundly like a pair of kittens.
Chen Ping tucked their blankets more snugly around them. Just as he instinctively reached out to pinch Ning Tian's cheek, however, he met her eyes as she blearily opened them.
"Awake? There's still time to sleep a little longer. I'll go buy breakfast at the cafeteria. You can get up when I come back."
As he spoke, Chen Ping reached out and rubbed Ning Tian's head.
"Mm..."
Ning Tian wanted to say something, but after staying up all night and waking again, her body left her unable to get any words out for the moment. She barely managed a soft murmur before tilting her head and peacefully falling asleep again.
She had only slept three or four hours at most. She needed to