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Cap.90: Beware of him, not me.Cassius hadn't realized that he had held Laysa in his arms the entire night. She had completely passed out, and both of them were drunk. In the morning, no one remembered anything. Cassius was the first to wake up and, to his surprise, found Laysa’s arms wrapped around him, resting peacefully on his chest. For a moment, a faint smile appeared on his face as he gazed at her serene, smiling expression.However, as his eyes traveled down her body, he noticed her shirt was lifted, revealing part of her backside. His conscience weighed heavily on him, and his expression shifted to concern. Discreetly, he pulled her shirt down to cover her better. He sighed in relief when he saw that she was still wearing her underwear. "Thank God nothing happened," he thought. Then, he checked his own clothes and felt even more relieved to see he still had his pants on."Supposedly, she doesn't remember sleeping on top of me. If I move her slowly, she won't notice. Damn it...
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