Weilin felt himself being kissed while he was still half-asleep and drifting in a daze.
He grumbled in annoyance and stirred, sensing the person above him pause. Pushing through the drowsiness, he finally opened his eyes, which were still glazed with sleep and misted with moisture.
To his shock, the person stealing kisses from him was not only staring at him quite brazenly without a hint of guilt, but her arms were also tightening around him, pinning him down so thoroughly that he couldn't move.
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