When Ji Xiaosong and Rongrong returned, Dai Lixing was still asleep.
Morning light filtered through the carved window lattice, casting tiny flecks of light onto Dai Lixing's eyelashes.
Ji Xiaosong leaned over the edge of the bed, twirling a pale golden Spiritual Power Ball on her fingertip. She watched it flicker like a firefly above the space between the man's eyebrows.
"Hey, lazybones! The sun is high in the sky!"
She poked his well-defined nose with the Spiritual Power Ball, watching the orb sink into his soft skin and then spring back, just like a hopping Golden Canary.
Dai Lixing unconsciously furrowed his brow and buried his face in the pillow.
Suddenly, the Spiritual Power Ball WHOOSHED down his collar.
Ji Xiaosong rested her chin on her hand, watching it slide down his collarbone and create a mischievous little bump beneath his undershirt.
When the orb traveled to his heart, the man's eyelashes fluttered violently, and a muffled "Song Song..." escaped his throat.
