Early in the morning, Wen Yang was awakened by the sound of conversation outside the house.

As his mind gradually cleared, he felt only shortness of breath and a feeling of being suffocated, as if a stone slab had been placed on his body.

He opened his tired eyes and looked down, only to see Ning Chu leaning her head against his chest, her thighs raised high and pressed against his stomach, like an octopus, her arms tightly wrapped around his body.

He was being used as a human pillow.

His chest had been pressed by the little head all …