Xiao Yu was multitasking between wanting to disregard Yi Long altogether and do exactly what she wanted to do: stay in bed with him, trying to stand by herself and risk falling flat on her face, or waiting for his help to stabilize her.  In her mind, she knew that option one was out of the question. As much as she wanted to just be lazy and explore the two of them and where the relationship would go and where it had already come from, there was nagging inside her that just told her: you need to solve the riddles of now in order to understand what is going on and why it is happening. She looked out over the side of her bed and for the first time in her life she was scared to swing her legs out over the bed. Then again she never had to questioned whether or not her legs could support her when she tried to stand up. She was hesitant to just get up out of bed. So for the moment while she tried to decide whether or not to just face the fear face on, she enjoyed listening to him shuffle around, make his groans and even the softer sounds of just him breathing. She realized then that she missed having someone around her; not a friend but someone that she could call her own. Though she didn't quite know yet if she could call Milo hers, her soul was already claiming his soul as her own.  The night that they spent with each other spoke volumes about the constant yearning that they were both searching for.  She couldn't account for him just as confidently as she could account for herself, but he had quieted the yearning for her completely.<br/><br/>Before she knew it though he was over on her side of the bed and on her feet. They were swaying closely to the tune of a silent melody. Her heart was slowing down as she melted into his arms. She smiled as he leaned in and whispered in her ear. So he had a dream too. She wondered if they had the same dream. Her cheeks flushed red when she recalled the content of what the dream was about making her bury her face into his shoulder. "I had a dream about you too." She grinned as her blood ran through her veins heating her up. "Why did you invade my sleep to hmm?"  It was said in a teasing tone as she kept him close to her for a bit longer.<br/><br/>She finally pulled away from him, spun like a little girl who was learning to twirl for the first time and looked for her things around the room. She giggled as she broke away from him and headed to her closet. For a moment she remembered that they were in her apartment and that meant that she had access to her clothing while he had to wear what he had lat night.  She began rummaging through her closet looking for something to wear that wouldn't translate to Yi Long as trying to get his attention. "Baby," It came out naturally, "I think you left them in your pant's pocket." She grabbed a button down blouse and a pair of grey slacks. "I know for sure that we didn't lose them."<br/><br/>She sighed as she began to dress herself. Her thoughts drifted back to the dream. the memory that she had last night.  She left the dream before anything embarrassing happened but she was curious if Anbo ad Wuqing, if they, had consummated their marriage. The secondary thought was whether or not it was as hot as last night was.