When Josh opened her eyes again, it was already broad daylight outside.
She yawned and sat up, seeing her surroundings, she finally recalled the events of last night.
Beside her, Yuze was leaning against the table, arms folded, head lowered, sleeping deeply.
Josh glanced at the clothes on her and tossed them back to him.
Yuze was startled awake: "Ugh... what are you doing?"
His voice was still hoarse from just waking up.
Josh looked toward the statue, her beautiful eyes narrowed a little, "The statue seems to have changed posture."
Yuze couldn't help but chuckle, his husky low laugh carrying a lazy vibe.
Josh looked at him, puzzled: "What are you laughing at?"
She hadn't noticed that her sleep had made her hair messy and fluffy, like a little lion with its fur always on end.
The small face, topped with unruly fluffy hair, made it look even smaller and more tender, like a little child who hasn't grown up.
