An Lin fell into a deep sleep and only woke up the next morning. He was immediately greeted by an aromatic scent. This was like the scent of a lotus under the moonlight; it was faint, but it was nonetheless quite a pleasant aroma.
He opened his eyes to find a miniature woman lying beside him.
The woman was sleeping on her side, and every inch of her body epitomized perfection.
Her breathing was slow, and even her tiny eyelashes trembled lightly. Her translucent skin, which was practically sparkling under the sunlight, was even more eye-catching than her flowing white dress.
She really was beautiful. An Lin couldn't help appreciate her beauty for a while longer before he slowly got up.
He initially planned to go to his classes. When he heard the faint sound of singing as he passed the window in the lobby, he knew that Xiao Hong was photosynthesizing again.