Two hours later, Chelina opened her eyes.
She blushed slightly as she got up and found that a thin blanket had been placed over her body, covering her nakedness.
The curtains in the room were also drawn, as if to keep the afternoon sun from disturbing her rest.
"How was your rest? You seemed to be dreaming earlier."
In the dim room, a young man's voice suddenly came from beside her.
She turned her head to look at the young man sitting by the bed, holding a green badge in his hand—he also seemed to have just finished meditating not long ago.
Dreaming?
Wait a minute, in the dream just now…
The wolf-eared girl was slightly stunned, her demeanor slightly uneasy, as her slender hand discreetly reached under the blanket toward a certain spot.
—It wasn't an illusion, the sheets really were a little damp.
…Alright then.
Perhaps it wasn't just a little, and it wasn't only the sheets that were damp.
