No one really knows how they fell asleep, or rather, passed out drunk.
The next morning, Zhou Chengchen was the first to open her eyes. But as soon as she did, she was startled enough to break into a cold sweat, with the remaining drowsiness vanishing in an instant.
Just inches from her, a handsome, refined face with thick eyebrows, long lashes, and tightly pursed thin lips, eyes gently closed—Xi Siyan!
And the distance between them? So close, nearly nose to nose, a slight move forward would mean lips touching lips.
Zhou Chengchen was completely frozen. This... this, what is going on?
Frozen in place for several seconds, Zhou Chengchen finally regained her senses and moved back slightly, but didn't completely pull away.
To open her eyes and see him, this feeling was a first for Zhou Chengchen. It felt... felt like petals gently falling on her heart.
Soft, fragrant, sweet!
After a while longer, Zhou Chengchen finally sat up.
