Half an hour has passed.
Cheng Xinghai suddenly woke up.
The moment she woke up, she started breathing heavily, as if she had seen something terrifying in her sleep.
However, she quickly calmed down, and her breathing returned to normal; the comforting effects of Chen Ming's constant expenditure of Spiritual Power were evident.
"Awake?"
Upon hearing Chen Ming's concerned inquiry, Cheng Xinghai realized she was lying on her bedroom bed, with Chen Ming sitting beside her.
Her face turned red instantly, and she subconsciously checked her clothes, which were still neatly arranged.
Chen Ming hadn't done anything strange while she was unconscious.
Cheng Xinghai let out a small sigh of relief.
However, she glanced at the bedside and found her slippers neatly placed there.
Images flashed through her mind of Chen Ming carrying her to the bed, helping her take off her slippers, and gently placing her feet flat on the bed.
Her face turned even redder.
