Chapter 100.1: Three’s a Crowd? (1)
On the third morning, Liana groggily opened her eyes. The first thing to greet her was fair, pale skin, plush softness, and the faintest flush of pink at the edge of her vision.
Her nose felt a little ticklish. She could smell the faint, pleasant scent of Mepeilu’s body. It was a lovely scent—Liana didn’t dislike it at all.
However... the current situation seemed just a bit dangerous?
Before going to sleep last night, hadn’t she been the one holding Mepeilu? So why was it that now, upon waking, she was the one nestled in Mepeilu’s embrace?
And right now, her thigh was draped over Mepeilu’s leg, her arms wrapped around Mepeilu’s waist from behind, holding her tightly.
“Good morning,” Mepeilu said in a gentle voice. “A rare, sound sleep.”
It was already eight in the morning. It had been ages since Mepeilu had slept this late. She felt refreshed—completely free of fatigue. Her whole body radiated comfort and lightness.
“This...” Liana found herself unable to explain the situation.
“Liana, you really like holding onto something while you sleep. That’s a very dangerous habit, you know.” After the past few days together, Mepeilu had come to notice this.
Every morning, though it was she who had fallen asleep holding Liana, by the second half of the night, the roles would reverse—Liana would always end up holding her instead.
Liana had never done this before. But Mepeilu didn’t dislike it.
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