Nyx, the impartial, summoned the consciousness of the slumbering Yun Hexian.
As everyone knows, when it comes to sleeping, comfort is king. It was sweltering in the room, so Yun Hexian’s physical body was dressed in a thin silk pajama set, the silver-grey fabric gaping open to reveal his fair chest and abdominal muscles. One corner of the pajama hem was clamped firmly in his teeth, while the other was tucked into his waistband. He was grinding his teeth in his sleep, sprawled out in a chaotic mess with one leg thrown carelessly over the other.
As the one summoned, Yun Hexian’s consciousness manifested inside Lin Qiye’s Gods Psychiatric Hospital in this very state.
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