C55 Clawing

The next morning.

This was the most comfortable night for Ning Silian. She didn't seem to have had any nightmares last night, but what was with the warm and hard touch under her hand?

Ning Silian closed her eyes and touched it with her hands before continuing to climb upwards. It was like a skinny face, pinched, and still felt real? How could there be anyone else in her bed?

"I'm awake