The tide receded, and all grew calm.
After his bath, Si Ye held Sang Luo and drowsily drifted off to sleep.
He lay on his side, his back slightly arched. His arms were wrapped under hers, and he had manifested his long, scaly tail, curling it until its tip touched its base. From afar, it formed a perfect "0".
It was less a hug and more an encirclement, as if he were enclosing the female entirely within his territory—a deeply possessive gesture.
When Sang Luo woke, the sky outside was already bright. She was held tightly by the man, and the air she breathed, filled with his hot, heavy breath, felt suffocating.
Sang Luo gave Si Ye a gentle nudge, but he only held her tighter. When she felt his body's reaction, she blushed and pinched his waist lightly, complaining playfully, "I'm hungry!"
Si Ye reluctantly opened his eyes. He gave her a quick kiss on the face before getting out of bed to prepare some food.
