It was early morning, and the sky was just beginning to brighten.
The Fire Starter had gone out. The room had long since fallen quiet, leaving only three steady breaths rising and falling in turn.
"Coo~~~ coo~~~"
The cries of birds and beasts drifted over from far away. Ye Jingtang's eyelashes stirred before he silently opened his eyes, a trace of confusion flashing through them.
How did I fall asleep...
He checked his body-his hands and feet were all there, with no amputations; his breathing was unobstructed and his energy abundant, with no internal injuries; he had morning wood, so his capacity for sexual bliss hadn't been affected... Nothing serious, then...
After confirming that nothing was wrong with his body, Ye Jingtang breathed a sigh of relief and began paying attention to his surroundings.
There wasn't a trace of light in the room. His hands and feet were still bound, leaving him unable to move. On his right was something warm and soft, close beside his face, embracing his shoulder. Although her arms were no longer squeezing, her hands remained clasped beside his left shoulder to stop him from breaking free. Judging by the size of the little watermelons touching his arm, it was Heroine Luo.
On his left was another warm, soft body, positioned a little lower, with her arms around his waist, her face against his ribs, and his legs locked in place.
The two women were actually easy to distinguish. Third Madam practiced external martial arts, and beneath her delicate body lay powerful explosive strength; she felt firm and springy. Heroine Luo, however, "trained a breath within," and her body was soft as though boneless...
Yesterday, he had kept moving, and Heroine Luo and Third Madam had both held him with all their strength, probably for four