When the young scholar collapsed onto the fur-covered cushion, he still felt a bit dizzy and disoriented.
Little did he know, as he was unprepared, a soft body had already snuggled up to him.
"Young scholar, let's sleep together."
She leaned against his tall frame, her feminine fragrance wafting into his breath in waves.
"As long as sister doesn't mind." The young scholar was rather easy to talk to.
Mu Anhan nestled in his embrace, waiting and waiting.
She had been waiting for quite a while, yet saw no further action from the young scholar.
She lifted her gaze to look at him; even in the dim light, her eyes were bright and shining.
"Young scholar, can you fall asleep?"
Her voice, sounding in the night, whispered at his ear, incredibly seductive.
"Can't sleep," he said, "perhaps because I'm homesick..."
The little fox spirit giggled, "Aren't you just sleepless because it's your first time sleeping with sister?"
