This Game is too Realistic - Chapter 417.1: Granddaddy Said I'll Pick, I Didn't Say I'll Pick At Random

The morning sunlight slipped through the gap in the curtains, landing on a pair of embroidered eyebrows and a prominent nose bridge.

Ample Time's eyelashes fluttered as he half-opened his eyes, only to meet a pair of bright ones staring back at him.

Caught, those eyes didn't look away but blinked playfully.

"You sleep so quietly! You don’t even make a sound…" Her voice rang in his ears.

Even my pranks get no reaction…

A relaxed smile spread across Ample Time’s sleepy face as he reached out to tousle her fluffy green hair. "... When did you wake up?"

"An hour before you." Dori, propping her pale chin with both hands and lying on the soft bed, gently swung her feet, enjoying the warmth above her head. Her eyelashes fluttered lazily.

She relished the closeness she was feeling.

Only he didn't mind the smell of machine oil on her left arm, or her slightly distorted left eye.

"Speaking of which, the food here is...