The next morning, Jiang Jiu groggily opened her eyes to find herself firmly holding onto Jiang Siyan's abs.
Jiang Siyan had already woken up and was leaning against the headboard replying to messages on his phone while doubling as a human cushion.
The memories of last night made Jiang Jiu wish she could travel back a few hours, knock her past self out, and drag her back so that what followed wouldn't have happened.
Jiang Siyan glanced down at her, "Enjoying yourself?"
Jiang Jiu withdrew her hand awkwardly, "I, I didn't do it on purpose."
Jiang Siyan didn't respond, just quietly continued to look at her.
Feeling his gaze, Jiang Jiu couldn't help but shrink her neck, burying herself back under the blanket and pretending to be dead.
Jiang Siyan chuckled lightly, pulled her out from under the blanket and teased, "Now you know to be shy? You seemed quite bold last night."
Last night had just been a moment of indulgence!
