Li Jing slowly awoke, the view that greeted him was still the pitch-black night and the calm sea.
A gentle breeze brushed by, carrying a slight chill, adding a touch more freshness than before.
It was then he noticed there was an extra blanket on him, though he couldn't recall when it was placed there.
He slightly raised his head and discovered those slender hands were still gently massaging the acupoints at his temples.
Li Jing came to his senses, gently twisted his body, and comfortably stretched his limbs. The deep sleep he just had made him feel immensely comfortable.
He turned his head and asked, "How long did I sleep just now?"
Yingying softly replied, "Brother Jing, you didn't sleep for long, about two hours."
"Two hours?" Li Jing was slightly surprised, "You've been massaging me the whole two hours without stopping?"
