Meng Xingyao: (*ﾟﾛﾟ)!!
Early in the morning, her sleepy eyes slowly opened.
She had expected to see the bright yet slightly chilly morning sunlight.
Instead, a face so beautiful it felt unreal appeared right in front of her without warning. It was the kind of beauty that could make someone forget every worldly worry.
Cipher's eyes were tightly shut. Her silver short hair spread across the pillow like moonlight, while her fluffy ears drooped weakly from exhaustion.
Looking closer, Meng Xingyao could see the faint discomfort hidden on Cipher's face, silently revealing her physical fatigue.
Meng Xingyao: (◐ o ◑ )
At that moment, even a slight glance downward revealed flawless snow-white skin as pure as winter's first snowfall.
The thin nightgown rested loosely on Cipher's body, messy like flower petals disturbed by the wind, carrying a lazy and careless charm.
As for the rest of the scenery, Meng Xingyao could not see much at all.
Because she suddenly realized that she was clinging to Cipher like an overly affectionate octopus. Her body was tightly wrapped around Cipher's graceful figure without the slightest shame.
The worst part was that, in her panic, Meng Xingyao discovered her right hand was resting dangerously near Cipher's chest.
She could feel soft warmth everywhere around her body, like every inch of skin was wrapped in a gentle current.
Meng Xingyao's brain instantly froze. Steam practically burst from the top of her head as her vision blurred and her thoughts tangled together.
Boop~
"Mmm, stop messing around."
Meng Xingyao (ﾟρﾟ): "Aba aba..."
Faced with an irresistible softness, Meng Xingyao completely failed to control her hand.
She watched Cipher's delicate brows furrow slightly while her lips pursed gently, looking as though she might wake up at any second.
Meng Xingyao screamed internally.
I'm doomed!
The next moment, Cipher slowly opened her eyes a sliver, her blurry gaze immediately meeting Meng Xingyao's panicked expression.
Cipher (ᗜ_ᗜ): "You've been making trouble all night. What kind of strange performance art are you trying this early in the morning, little princess?"
Meng Xingyao (*ﾟﾛﾟ): 'What happened last night? Why can't I remember anything?'
Before Meng Xingyao could think any further, Cipher gently pulled the smaller girl into her arms with natural intimacy.
At the same time, her tail skillfully wrapped around Meng Xingyao's waist.
Afterward, Cipher slowly closed her eyes again like a tired but satisfied cat returning to sleep.
She did not even bother reacting to the mischievous hand still resting on her body.
Cipher (╯︿╰): After getting squeezed all night, I seriously cannot be bothered anymore.
Once Meng Xingyao finally calmed down, she realized Cipher did not seem angry about what happened earlier.
Unfortunately, she had already missed her chance to escape.
Both Cipher's arms and tail firmly trapped her in place.
Not wanting to disturb Cipher's sleep, Meng Xingyao reluctantly gave up struggling.
She could only maintain the same embarrassing position, while her hand unconsciously pressed a little harder as if silently accepting reality.
Cipher: (ꐦಠ_ಠ)
Smelling the faint fragrance lingering near her nose, Meng Xingyao slowly drifted back to sleep.
Even in her drowsiness, the corners of her lips curved slightly upward in happiness.
Feeling the little princess fall asleep even faster than herself, Cipher felt helpless.
After returning home last night, she had immediately noticed the lonely figure curled up on the sofa.
How could Cipher possibly fail to notice the sudden emotional changes in this girl?
So the considerate cat had no choice but to carry her back into the bedroom and help settle her properly.
In the end, because Meng Xingyao clung to her shamelessly in her sleep, Cipher had been forced to make an exception and share the same bed.
The result was obvious.
Cipher had been tossed around by the restless little princess the entire night and barely slept properly.
Forget it. After she wakes up, I'll have a proper talk with her.
Thinking this, Cipher stretched lazily before finally sinking into deep sleep.
Even if a certain little hand continued moving around mischievously.
Cipher could not help feeling that it had been a very long time since she had slept this peacefully.
Meanwhile, far away in Muyun City.
Yunli groggily rolled over in bed, poking her head out from under the blanket while rubbing her sleepy eyes.
After getting up and washing briefly, she prepared to head out.
Only then did she suddenly remember there were no early classes today.
Yunli: (๑˙ー˙๑)
Recently, Yunli had been running everywhere preparing a special gift for Mo Xin, leaving herself dizzy from all the busyness.
Looking at the sunlight pouring through the window, she realized she finally had a free day.
So she decided to visit the Ability Bureau for the first time in quite a while.
Without hesitation, Yunli called upon the system within her heart.
A flash of white light enveloped her body.
In an instant, her ordinary schoolgirl clothes transformed into her Xianzhou outfit.
"As expected, this feels much more comfortable."
Just as she was about to leave, she unexpectedly ran into Song Qianqian, who had also finished washing up.
"Yunli, do you know what Mu Yao has been busy with lately?"
At the same time, Song Qianqian quietly wondered if Yunli had really been wearing cosplay clothes inside the dorm just now.
Yunli froze briefly.
"Huh? Um, not really. Why?"
That answer was genuinely honest.
This entire month, Yunli had been busy preparing a gift for Mo Xin and had barely visited the Ability Bureau.
Still, thinking carefully, Mu Yao really had been acting strangely lately.
She always seemed mysterious, constantly disappearing somewhere unknown.
Because of that, both Mu Yao and Mo Xin had spoken to Yunli much less recently.
Yunli did not mind at all though. In fact, she thought it was perfect for letting her focus on her own preparations.
"Is that so?"
Song Qianqian knew Yunli had also been very busy lately.
She muttered internally.
Seriously, it isn't even finals season yet. Why is everyone busier than the last? I remember most of them cannot even be bothered showing up for attendance normally. What exactly is going on?
"Do you need something from Little Yao? I can pass along a message for you."
Song Qianqian shook her head.
Then she carefully glanced toward the dorm door to make sure Mu Yao would not suddenly come back.
The overly cautious behavior completely confused Yunli.
What could possibly require this much secrecy?
After confirming the coast was clear, Song Qianqian leaned close to Yunli's ear and whispered.
"I think Mu Yao might be in love lately."
Yunli: (๑꒪▿꒪)?