Ling's POV
What have I turned this little girl into? A monster, or an angel? Neither, I will say. Of course, I accepted her offer to sleep on the same bed, provided we both sleep at the far ends of the bed and have all clothes on. She agreed innocently. We then took turns to use the toilet to shower and wore our PJs. Wanwan went first. When she came out, her hair was let down. This is the first time I have seen Wanwan with her hair let down. The first. She wore an orange sleeping dress (I thank god for not getting chased after by that) and her tail just stuck out from the bottom.
After having a good look at this new Wanwan, I decided to go show her a me she's never seen before. A me in rubber ducky PJs. Blue, rubber ducky PJs. (A/N: Anyone and everyone is free to photoshop this) When I stepped out, Wanwan's cheeks were puffed up to the extent. If another puff of air was pumped in, her cheeks would probably explode into a bloody mess. Thank goodness she let that laugh out or else. I just shudder to think of it.
After doing everything and anything we needed to do, we now have approached awkward station, please alight now.
I stood at the foot of the bed, waiting for Wanwan to fall asleep at her corner of the bed. After standing for what seems like eternity, she finally fell asleep. Somehow. I then gently slid onto the bed and under the blanket, and just as I closed my eyes, I felt something circling my waist.
I looked down at my waist to see Wanwan's arm. Not long after, she slammed her leg onto mine and made weird mouthy sounds.
SNORE.
Oh golly.
I closed my eyes in an attempt to get some shut-eye, but every time I do, I will be woken up by a deafening snore. I lifted my hand out from under hers and placed it on top.
Miraculously, the snoring stopped. (A/N: ~Miraculous, simply the best, up to the test when things go wrong~ Ahem.) Now I can sleep.
~The next morning~
"Knock knock Ling, time to wake up. Ling? I'm coming in," I heard someone yell from the door. Somehow or another, he managed to unlock the door.
"OH MY TIAN, BAXIA GET IN HERE! LOOK WHAT WANWAN AND LING ARE DOING!" He yelled. It was when a big grey guy came stomping into the room then I realised who they probably were. My eyes were still bleary so I couldn't really see what they were wearing, but I can tell that Baxia is wearing nothing but underwear. How do I know? If you see a completely grey guy with a red patch at his private spots, you would know. And judging from his reactions, the guy in orange PJs must be Zilong. Now why did he have that reaction? Let's say you see one boy and one girl sleeping together, under the sheets, hugging, what would your first instincts be? If you're not a sicko like Zilong, then yeah, just sleeping. But if you are, then... Okay you get it. That thingy.
Oh yes. We were hugging. Somehow in the middle of the night I must have turned around to hug her or something, and well, it looked relatively like we did– that. Okay never mind. I jumped up and out of the bed, blushing in embarrassment. "Aw, look at him, he's blushing," Zilong teased. I used my hands to cover my burning face before removing them and putting a finger to my lips, using my other hand to point at Wanwan, who was still sound asleep despite all the racket.
"I hope you had an enjoyable time last night, Ling. Okay, not the point, but still. After breakfast we are to meet with the people nearby for something. I don't remember. So get Wanwan up and meet us at the dining hall," Zilong whispered. I nodded. That was when the both of them started giggling and exiting the room. Questions then filled my brain. Who, what, when, where, why? (A/N: I like who, what, when, where, how better but for this case it has to be why.)

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