Chapter 697 The next morning, a time for just the two of them.
The bright but not scorching sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows on the high floor and spilled into the master bedroom of the presidential suite.
The scene on the extravagantly spacious white bed was both spectacular and cozy.
Gu Luo sleeps in the very center, the absolute core and stable anchor of this "painting".
To his left, Shen Qingling was curled up on her side. Her cool sleeping face softened considerably in the morning light. One of her arms was naturally resting on Gu Luo's chest, and her slender hand was gently holding his strong left arm. Despite being a fiery and mature woman, a young lady from the capital, she seemed to need to confirm this sense of security even in her sleep.
On the right, Lu Xuexue nestled in Gu Luo's arms like a kitten clinging to its owner, her entire upper body resting against his shoulder, her face pressed against his shoulder, her breathing even and deep. Her hands, which were holding his right arm, unconsciously tightened, and she slept soundly and contentedly.
On the other two sides of the bed, the style suddenly becomes lively and even a bit "wild".
Gu Ximan had changed her position at some point, and was almost sleeping upside down, with her head buried in the fluffy blankets, only her slightly messy, cool brown hair showing. Her fair, delicate feet, with round, pearl-like toes, were now gently resting on Gu Luo's chin.
On the other side, Luo Shuling's sleeping posture was equally unconventional. She lay on her side, hugging one of Gu Luo's thighs, her cheek pressed against his, sleeping soundly. The straps of her silk nightgown were mostly loose, revealing a large expanse of smooth back and beautiful shoulder and neck lines, which seemed to be coated with a layer of soft light in the sunlight.
Time flows silently.
After an unknown amount of time, Gu Luo's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.
The initial daze of waking up lasted only a few seconds. Then, a warm and overwhelming sense of happiness, like the sunlight pouring in from outside the window, instantly enveloped and permeated him from head to toe.
The air was filled with a complex yet exceptionally pleasant aroma—the cool, delicate fragrance of Shen Qingling, the sweet, soft scent of Lu Xuexue, the lingering scent of shower gel after Luo Shuling's bath, and the faint fruity fragrance of Gu Ximan's hair...
These scents intertwine and blend, creating a unique, comforting, and intoxicating "home" aroma that belongs to this morning and this space.
The tactile sensations from the body are even more wonderful.
Shen Qingling's cool, soft fingertips gently held his left arm, while his right arm was nestled in Lu Xuexue's warm, soft embrace. Luo Shuling's dependent embrace and weight supported his legs, and even Gu Ximan's small feet warmly touched his chin.
All I can say is that Xiaoman truly lives up to her name.
Each touch is different, yet all are real and warm, conveying an unreserved intimacy.
In that instant, Gu Luo felt all the fatigue of the past few days vanish, leaving him refreshed and completely comfortable.
There was only one thought in my mind—what more could one ask for in life?
If there's any small regret, it's that Luo Shuning and Luo Shuhe aren't here, and the whole family isn't together.
But this thought only flashed through my mind; more than that, I felt an overwhelming sense of cherishing and contentment.
He carefully and slowly propped himself up, leaning against the headboard of the large bed, his gaze gently sweeping over the girls who were still fast asleep beside him.
The sunlight gilded Shen Qingling's cool profile, her long eyelashes drooping like butterfly wings, and beneath her straight nose were lips that were pale in color but perfectly shaped.
Lu Xuexue's cheeks were flushed, like ripe apples, and her slightly parted mouth exhaled warm breath, innocent and completely unguarded.
Gu Ximan's sleeping position revealed a slender, fair waist, and the loose edges of her nightgown added to her unguarded sexiness.
Luo Shuling's posture of hugging his leg caused her nightgown to spread out even more, revealing the smooth curve of her back and the full, rounded edge of her nightgown that was faintly visible from Gu Luo's angle.
Gu Luo watched quietly, his gaze pure, filled with the focus and admiration of someone appreciating a work of art.
Single-minded, without any extraneous thoughts.
The scene itself was beautiful enough to cleanse the soul: their peaceful sleeping postures, their uniquely beautiful faces, and their graceful curves stretching in the morning light...
All of this combined forms the most direct and impactful interpretation of "happiness" that he could think of.
It's absolutely beautiful.
Gu Luo's fingers unconsciously brushed lightly across Lu Xuexue's cheek, which was closest to him. Her skin was delicate and smooth, like the texture of jelly.
Lu Xuexue felt a touch in her sleep, her long, curled eyelashes fluttered a few times, and she slowly opened her eyes.
Her eyes, still misty from waking up, transformed into a sweet sense of dependence once she recognized Gu Luo.
She habitually rubbed her cheek against his fingertips, her voice thick with nasal tone and a kitten-like sweetness, both innocent and alluring, tantalizing the heart:
"Good morning, Brother Gu Luo~~~"
This soft, sleepy greeting, tinged with morning grumpiness, is more effective than any coquettish gesture when fully awake.
Gu Luo couldn't resist and leaned down to gently kiss her cherry-like, alluring lips. The touch was soft and slightly cool, carrying the freshness of the morning.
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