Yan Qing dreamt of himself sinking into the deep sea, trapped by a giant octopus. The tentacles filled his mouth, just like some magical girl doujinshi, and the saliva dripping from its oral organs fell onto his pants, making them wet... Wait, how could there be such a wet feeling underwater? It's as strange as a fish feeling like it's drowning.
Yan Qing opened his eyes and found himself being hugged, his pants a bit damp, and his nose stuffed with something very rounded. Instinctively, he sniffed, and his whole body went numb.
"Murong! Hui!"
"Ah?" Murong Hui rubbed her eyes, stretching her toes reflexively, "Is it breakfast time?"
"Next time if I sleep with you again, I'll be a dog!" Yan Qing, exasperated, kicked her off and rubbed his nose, "You've poked my nose sore."
Murong Hui nonchalantly waved her hand, "Oh, the first time can be a bit painful, you know."
Yan Qing: ??? You damn...
