Wenxiu Lord had been too exhausted last night to bother closing the curtains. Now, lying on his side facing the window, the morning sunlight felt blinding. Seriously sleep-deprived, Wenxiu Lord felt irritable enough to wish he could shoot the sun right out of the sky. He yanked the quilt up over his head, plunging himself back into darkness. Just as he was about to roll over to continue sleeping, he felt something wiggling against him in his arms.
Wenxiu Lord tried to open his eyes, but they were so sore that he couldn't even manage a sliver of an opening; every time he moved his eyeballs, tears of irritation welled up. He lifted an aching arm to pull the wiggling person closer, resting his chin on Sirius’s head, his voice raspy.
"When did you wake up? Are you still feeling unwell?"
Chapter 344