“…”
Luo Qing stared at Furina in his arms, his thoughts a whirlwind of emotions.
He swore he hadn’t made a single move—Furina had rolled off the bed herself and landed squarely on him.
How does someone like her even roll off the bed in their sleep?! Isn’t she supposed to be a god?
Looking down at Furina, who was now lying sprawled across his chest, Luo Qing considered his options.
He could carry her back to bed, but if she woke up mid-transfer, it’d be nearly impossible to explain.
Alternatively, he could just let her stay like this, but come morning, she’d undoubtedly throw a tantrum and demand he leave.
“Ugh, what a pain…”
After a long internal debate, Luo Qing decided to go with a middle ground: pretend to be asleep and subtly nudge her awake, hoping she’d move back to her bed on her own.
With that plan in mind, he closed his eyes, feigning sleep.
He reached out and lightly scratched his stomach, letting his hand “accidentally” brush against Furina’s back. His fingers tickled the soft skin around her waist.
Furina’s face scrunched up in her sleep, her expression briefly showing discomfort. She instinctively reached back to scratch the ticklish spot.
Luo Qing watched through barely opened eyelids, thinking his plan had worked.
But instead of waking up, Furina shifted and… wrapped herself around him.
Her arms circled his waist, her legs draped over his, and her head nuzzled into his chest. She clung to him like an octopus latching onto its prey.
“…”
Luo Qing opened his eyes fully, his expression blank.
Looking down at Furina, who was snuggling closer with every passing second, he had no words.
Was this woman really the same haughty Hydro Archon who’d threatened to exile him just hours ago?
And did she seriously have no sense of self-preservation?
He had to admit, though—seeing her like this, with her long white hair cascading around her and a faint line of drool at the corner of her lips, was unexpectedly cute.
The contrast was striking. Who would’ve thought that the mischievous and prideful Archon could look so innocent in her sleep?
Still, the immediate problem remained: he needed to get her back to her bed before she woke up and caused a scene.
If only I had a camera… Luo Qing thought bitterly. This would make a great blackmail photo.
Plan B: Smother Her Awake.
Luo Qing carefully adjusted his blanket, pulling it over Furina’s head. Now it looked like she was fully cocooned inside his bedding.
The stifling heat and lack of air would surely wake her up soon—right?
About thirty minutes later, Furina finally stirred.
She pawed at the blanket covering her head, eventually pushing it aside to breathe in the fresh air.
Still half-asleep, her face relaxed, and she let out a contented murmur, nuzzling her forehead against Luo Qing’s chest.
“…”
Luo Qing froze.
Is she… seriously this dead to the world?
If this continued, there was no avoiding the inevitable morning drama.
Forget it. I’ll just carry her back to bed myself.
Carefully, Luo Qing shifted into a sitting position, keeping a close eye on Furina’s face. If she showed any signs of waking, he was prepared to feign sleep.
But even as he sat up fully, Furina stayed blissfully asleep, still clinging to him like a lifeline.
“…”
Luo Qing sighed.
She sleeps like a rock.
Deciding to stop wasting time, he slid one arm under her knees and the other around her waist, lifting her into a princess carry.
Standing at the edge of the bed, he bent down to gently lay her back in place.
But as he tried to set her down, he realized something—Furina’s arms were locked tightly around his waist. Even in her sleep, she refused to let go.
“…”
Luo Qing stared at her, exasperated.
With a resigned sigh, he gently tried to pry her arms off.
At first, he applied light pressure.
No luck.
He tried again, using more force.
Still no luck.
“Are you serious?”
Finally, with one last effort, he managed to free himself, setting Furina’s hands on her stomach.
Relieved, he straightened up, ready to return to his spot on the floor.
But then—
He froze.
Furina was awake.
Her wide blue eyes stared up at him from the bed, unblinking.
“…”
“…”
The room fell into an awkward silence as their gazes locked.
After a long, tense pause, Luo Qing broke the silence, his voice quiet.
“So… if I told you that you rolled off the bed and hugged me first, and I was just putting you back… would you believe me?”
Furina scoffed, crossing her arms. “What do you think?”
“I think you should believe me,” Luo Qing replied, his tone deadpan.
“…”
The silence stretched again.
But to Luo Qing’s surprise, Furina didn’t start yelling or throwing things at him.
She simply sat up in bed, leaning against the headboard with her arms around her knees.
Her calm demeanor was so uncharacteristic that it caught Luo Qing off guard.
“Um… if there’s nothing else, I’ll just go back to sleep—”
“Wait,” Furina interrupted.
Luo Qing turned back, eyebrows raised.
Furina hesitated for a moment, then spoke softly.
“I can’t sleep anymore. Take a walk with me.”
“It’s the middle of the night…” Luo Qing said hesitantly.
“Are you coming or not?” Furina snapped, her tone impatient.
“Coming,” Luo Qing replied quickly.
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