Chapter 17: Acquiring the New Sword
The next morning.
Waking up from his slumber, Yan Yu immediately felt something was not right.
Upon closer inspection, sure enough, his right hand was clasped in Yun Jin's embrace.
She lay on her side with her body curled up, limbs sticking out from the blanket, holding his right arm and sleeping soundly like a rabbit clutching a carrot. Her eyelids quivered slightly, as if she were dreaming.
His left hand was being held by Lin Ning, their fingers interlocked as if she was scared he would run away.
Yan Yu sighed inwardly, carefully pried open Lin Ning's fingers, withdrew his arm from Yun Jin's hold, and quietly got out of bed.
Holding hands, embracing, and wrapping limbs—these girls had worse sleeping postures than each other. On this front, indeed, they were no match for Chen Lingyun, who was a quiet and beautiful girl when asleep, not tossing and turning, nor snoring or grinding her teeth, not affecting anyone else's sleep at all.