The next morning, Liu Muye woke up early, hunger gnawing at his stomach.
When he opened his eyes, it was only 6:30. Han Juyou was clinging to him like a sloth, arms and legs wrapped tightly around him. The girl was even pinching his chest with her fingers—and quite hard, too; Liu Muye felt a twinge of pain.
*Dammit,* he thought, *to wake up first thing in the morning feeling like I’ve been assaulted.*
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