The soft morning sunlight creates a gentle pressure on the eyelids.
With long eyelashes trembling slightly, Xiao Wujie slowly opened his tightly closed eyes, his eyes filled with tears, his gaze hazy and misty.
Feeling the alluring rose scent lingering around his nose and the warm, soft touch under his hand, Xiao Wujie's eyes widened instantly, and he abruptly turned his head to look to the side.
Beside him, Chu Liyue lay gracefully on her side, her long hair flowing like clouds, her beautiful eyes closed.
Long, curled eyelashes cast a soft shadow on her stunningly beautiful face, fluttering like butterfly wings.
The golden sunlight intertwined with her perfect silhouette, illuminating her porcelain-white skin. The fine downy hairs shimmered in the light, like billions of stardust scattered on earth.
She retains her usual stunning beauty, but with a touch of gentle femininity.
A tremendous sense of satisfaction instantly filled Xiao Wujie's heart. He immediately snuggled into her fragrant and alluring embrace, joyfully relying on her and gently nuzzling her.
Chu Liyue was always busy with many things, so she would usually get up and leave first, after he had had enough sleep.
He rarely saw her when he opened his eyes.
Her long eyelashes trembled slightly as she opened her eyes. Chu Liyue's cold and mature voice carried a hint of huskiness from just waking up, making her extremely sexy and charming.
"What's wrong, baby?"
As she spoke, she stretched out her slender arms to embrace him, her warm palms gently caressing his fine hair.
"I'm so happy to see my sister as soon as I wake up."
Xiao Wujie wrapped his arms around her neck and buried his head in her shoulder and neck, gently nuzzling her.
With one hand propped against her cheek, her waist-length hair falling smoothly down, Chu Liyue gently stroked the person nestled against her, her eyes slightly curved, and a low, magnetic laugh escaped her throat, revealing pleasure and satisfaction.
She indulged herself to the extreme last night, and the exhaustion after the intense pleasure caused her to oversleep, which is unusual for her.
Chu Liyue gracefully sat up, leaning against the headboard, and pulled Xiao Wujie into her arms.
She pulled the blanket up to wrap him tightly, her slender hands slipping inside his pajamas to gently caress his well-defined, smooth, and delicate skin with a playful and teasing touch.
"Sweetie, is something bothering you?"
The experience of Xiao Wujie falling into a coma and becoming seriously ill after their first time together left Chu Liyue with some psychological trauma.
After each passionate encounter, she would subconsciously inquire about his physical condition.
Xiao Wujie, leaning against her, shook his head slightly, then took her hand and placed it on his waist, biting his lower lip and humming softly.
"It's sour, rub it."
A few burning images flashed through his mind, and Xiao Wujie's pale cheeks flushed slightly. He brought his thin lips close to Chu Liyue's ear, gently biting her earlobe, and uttered a low, husky voice:
"How can my sister be so... fierce?"
Am I too delicious?
Chu Liyue's body trembled slightly as she silently slipped her hand into his waistband and slapped his buttocks hard without hesitation.
Xiao Wujie let out a soft moan, his cheeks flushed red as he snuggled into her arms, his arms wrapped around her waist, pretending to be dead and no longer daring to be presumptuous.
Chu Liyue gently massaged his lower back with her fingers, a hint of helplessness flashing in her eyes.
Xiao Wujie's body was too delicate, and she couldn't bear to touch him, but this little vixen could always tease her until she couldn't control herself.
She had no doubt that if she didn't interrupt him in time and he continued to tease her like this, she would soon be aroused to the point of being unable to resist...
The sunlight streaming through the window slanted down on the two people embracing, creating a beautiful scene.
"Get up, you little sleepyhead?"
"In no mood."
"Listen to me, it's time to get up and pack your things so we can go home."
"You hug me."
With a helpless smile, she decided to spoil him. "Okay, I'll carry you."
Sunlight streamed fairly into another room.
The room was a mess, with clothes scattered everywhere.
In the soft golden light, Leng Ruxue opened her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly.
A sharp pain shot through her brain after the effects of the alcohol wore off, and Leng Ruxue couldn't help but reach up to touch her head.
Her slender, delicate fingers gently pinched her brow, pulling her scattered consciousness back into focus.
The moment she regained consciousness, she couldn't help but frown.
It hurts so much.
My whole body felt like it had been run over by a wheel; there wasn't a single spot that wasn't painful.
Frowning, she tried to get out of bed. She was so drunk that she didn't know where her phone was or what time it was.
The next moment, the pressure on her waist and the warm touch on her back made her suddenly startled.
A strong arm draped over her waist. Turning around, she saw a handsome, mature face.
Without any hesitation, she almost instinctively reached out and pushed, grabbing the blanket and pulling it over herself.
A low groan escaped his throat, and with a furrowed brow, Chu Nanfeng suddenly opened his eyes.
The first thing that caught my eye was Leng Ruxue's trembling, watery gaze.
Seeing Leng Ruxue pulling the blanket over herself and backing away, he couldn't help but be slightly taken aback.
She then propped herself up, still somewhat dazed, and asked, "Sister, what's wrong with you...?"
His dazed gaze swept across the room, where clothes were scattered all over the floor. The fog instantly dissipated, and his pupils suddenly contracted.
Holy crap.
Just as his gaze, blank and trembling, fell upon Leng Ruxue, he saw her eyes narrow, and she screamed in a trembling voice:
"Put your clothes on!"
As his gaze shifted downwards, Chu Nanfeng's scalp tingled, his face flushed crimson, and he practically scrambled to pick up his clothes from the floor and rushed into the bathroom.
He hurriedly put on his clothes, and looking at himself in the mirror, he was slightly stunned. In a flash, he slapped himself across the face.
Five bright red finger marks instantly appeared on his clearly defined face, and a burning pain emanated from the marks.
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