After an unknown period, Chu Feifei was the first to wake up. She first glanced at the sky and saw that the entire world was still gloomy. She and Jiang Feng had been washed ashore on an unknown small island, which didn't seem to have been developed by people. It was surrounded by a wild, primitive landscape, completely unfamiliar.
Thinking of Jiang Feng, she couldn't help but look at him beside her. She found herself still leaning against Jiang Feng, and during their coma, they had embraced each other. Her arm draped over Jiang Feng's chest, and a smooth, snow-white leg was entwined tightly with his.
Chu Feifei's face flushed with redness, a natural shyness rising within her, but she didn't hastily withdraw her limbs. Instead, she very much enjoyed the feel of being skin-to-skin with Jiang Feng.
Even now, she could remember how, in the sea, Jiang Feng had protected her with all his might, bringing her safely to this place, utterly exhausted, thus falling into a deep coma himself.
