Chapter 075 Drunken Night - 3

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A cloud of awkward silence drew between the two with Delia's eyes left bewildered on Dilen's figure as he stared forward with sleepy eyes.

Letting out an even louder yawn, Dilen stretched out his limbs before raising his head from her shoulder. Before Delia could react — Dilen dumbed his head on her thighs.

Delia's eyes widened.

Shamelessly seeming unbothered by his action, Dilen snuggled his head on her thighs to let out a relaxed sigh. "Much softer".

A tingling sensation darted through her lower belly as she bit her lips with an unsure grimace. She gulped softly, feeling slightly uncomfortable with his choice of resting position.

"D- Dilen?" She called.

"What?"

"Y- You can lay on a pillow, you know?"

"No need", he exhaled, "These are much warmer. And smell nicer".

She cringed. "W-- What?"