Just like that, the night passed, and Drayken felt a warm embrace the moment he regained consciousness.
When he slowly opened his blurry eyes, he saw Synthia's beautiful face snuggled against him.
"Oh, well," Drayken muttered with a sigh, then simply closed his eyes again.
After some time, Synthia woke up, her eyes still groggy. The moment her gaze landed on Drayken's handsome face, her cheeks turned red, and her whole face seemed to heat up by several degrees.
She quickly pulled away from him and stood up in a flustered panic.
"Did... Did I really sleep with him?"
Synthia touched her face, only to find it was unusually warm, like a heater in summer.
At this moment, there was some movement she felt, causing her to be startled and jump up in the air as if her tail had been stepped on.
"Relax, it's me."
A familiar voice whispered in her ears, causing her to pout:
"Why are you playing games with me?" Synthia huffed and puffed.
