Fu Xiaohan turned off the bedroom lights, leaving only a lamp on the bedside table.

Afraid of waking his beloved wife, he moved extremely quietly, then lifted the covers and slipped into bed.

He pressed his chest against her back, placed his hands on her soft waist, and fell asleep holding his sweet and soft wife.

The next day.

As the sun rises, its morning light bathes the entire city.

Some sneaked into the room through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The light shone on the person on the bed, casting a beautiful warm yellow halo.

Tang Xingmi slowly woke up.

The sensation from her fingers jolted her awake.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that I was lying on top of him.

Below the palms are smooth and firm pectoral muscles.

It feels really nice to the touch.

What happened?

How did she end up sleeping in his arms?

Did she snuggle into his arms on her own after falling asleep?

Tang Xingmi raised her head and looked at the man above her.

His eyes were closed; he was still asleep.

She secretly observed him.

Looking at him up close, his skin is really good, clean and fair.

Her fine, black hair lay languidly on her pale forehead, giving her a less sharp look than usual.

His features are three-dimensional and handsome, like a finely sculpted work of art.

Tang Xingmi couldn't help but extend her index finger and gently trace the man's eyebrows in the air.

His eyebrows were rather thick, with a straight upward shape, neither messy nor curled.

It's like two swords standing above, exuding a heroic aura.

Fine, black eyelashes gently rest on the eyelids, casting a shadow that is exceptionally beautiful.

Tang Xingmi rested her chin on one hand and slowly slid her fingers down to the top of the man's nose.

"Such a high and straight nose, you could slide down it."

She was truly envious.

It came to his mouth.

His lips were beautiful, as delicate as a rose, inviting one to pluck them.

Every time I think of it, I picture those lips kissing her.

Tang Xingmi seemed to be able to feel his softness again.

A faint blush unconsciously crept onto her face.

Looking at the man's exquisite sleeping face, she couldn't help but marvel at the Creator's favoritism.

And one has to admit, this man is really handsome.

She was also the most beautiful person she had ever seen in her life.

Just as her thoughts were drifting away.

Fu Xiaohan opened his eyes, raised his head slightly, and immediately took the finger that was hovering above his mouth into his mouth.

Gently hold it between your lips.

The warm touch startled Tang Xingmi, and she quickly pulled her finger back from his mouth.

Caught off guard like this, she felt incredibly guilty and broke the awkward silence by saying, "You're awake."

"Um."

Fu Xiaohan's clear eyes sparkled with a delighted smile as he stared at her. "Wife, touch me if you want. My whole body is yours. You can touch me however you like."

Tang Xingmi choked. What did he mean by "my whole body belongs to her"? Did he even know what he was saying?

She was incredibly shy.

"Actually, I don't want to touch it."

Although he really wanted to touch it, he wouldn't admit it.

Otherwise, he would laugh at me.

Fu Xiaohan didn't believe it. "Really?"

She vehemently denied it, saying only, "Yes."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Xiaohan flipped over and pinned her down.

His long, slender, fair fingers gently lifted her delicate chin.

His deep phoenix eyes darkened slightly as he looked at her. "My wife woke me up, so how should I punish her?" His voice was low, husky, and incredibly pleasant.

Faced with such a handsome face and such beauty, she almost lost her mind.

Fortunately, Tang Xingmi had strong enough willpower.

He regained his senses.

She saw him looking at her with the same eyes he had last night.

Tang Xingmi thought to herself, "Oh no, is he going to kiss me again?"

Just as she was thinking this, Fu Xiaohan lowered his head and pressed his thin lips against hers.