Qin Feng had been through life and death ordeals in the cave. Now he finally relaxed, and along with the effect of the alcohol, he soon fell into a daze.
Lan Fenghuang was lying beside him. His Divine Sea moved instinctively, but he did not open his eyes, leaving the girl to her antics.
Lan Fenghuang propped her chin with her hands, staring straight at Qin Feng with her big eyes, a silly smile on her face.
She never expected the kind of scene she dreamed of to actually happen.
She couldn't be happier; she couldn't resist secretly giving Qin Feng a peck on the face before immediately rolling over.
To her surprise, Qin Feng didn't move.
Her wildly jumping heart calmed down a bit, and building up her courage, she simply rested her head on Qin Feng's arm, sleeping in his embrace.
By dawn, Qin Feng regained consciousness. He felt something soft against him, like he was hugging a bundle of cotton.
