Ye Yun woke up before dawn.
Looking at Zhang Ya, who was pressed tightly against him in his arms, he saw that her face was rosy, her skin was delicate and glowing, and the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned as she slept.
This was all thanks to Ye Yun. Last night, he had to go to great lengths to satisfy this vixen.
Even when she finally begged for mercy, Zhang Ya couldn't bear to let Ye Yun go, and she didn't even want him to go out when she went to sleep.
Ye Yun had just woken up when his reaction startled Zhang Ya, who was still asleep. She couldn't help but hug Ye Yun and rub against him, as if she was reliving everything from last night in her dream.
Seeing this, Ye Yun could only carry her to the bathroom, adjust the hot water, and then the two of them took a shower together.
Zhang Ya woke up quickly, looked at Ye Yun who was helping her take a bath, rubbed her eyes and asked, "What time is it?"
It's six o'clock.
"It's still early, sleep a little longer!" Zhang Ya snuggled up to Ye Yun, burying her face in his chest and rubbing against him like a sleepy cat.
Ye Yun gently nibbled on her earlobe and said indulgently, "Then you can continue sleeping. I'll carry you out in a bit."
"Hmm~"
There's a reason why Zhang Ya is so sleepy. After all, she didn't fall asleep until after 2 a.m. last night. She tossed and turned all night, and her whole body was exhausted and limp.
After she finished showering, Ye Yun carried her out of the bathroom and placed her on the bed. After drying her off, he started to dress her.
As for the stockings, they were already torn to shreds, so I simply threw them in the trash.
After getting dressed, Ye Yun picked Zhang Ya up by the waist, carried her out of the room, and went downstairs.
The receptionist was stunned by the sight, initially thinking something had happened. However, seeing Zhang Ya sleeping peacefully in Ye Yun's arms, she was relieved.
After checking out, Ye Yun walked out of the hotel. It was very close to the bus stop, just a few minutes' walk away.
It was a bit chilly in the morning, and Zhang Ya, feeling the cold in her arms, clung even tighter to Ye Yun, tucking her hands inside his clothes and pressing them against his warm body, like being in an oven.
Upon arriving at the station and boarding the train, Zhang Ya gradually woke up while waiting for departure, looking around the train with a blank expression.
"Are they already on the bus?"
"yes!"
Looking at Ye Yun's handsome face, Zhang Ya asked curiously, "How did I get here?"
"I'll carry you in my arms, I've carried you all the way here."
"Ah, bring me here... This is such a pity, why didn't you wake me up!" Zhang Ya said with a regretful expression.
"You're sleeping so soundly, how could I wake you?"
"But I have no recollection of those marks at all. They carried me all the way here, it was so romantic, it's such a pity."
Seeing that she cared about these things, Ye Yun pinched her pretty cheek and said, "If you really want to try, how about next time? I'll carry you and take you for a walk outside, okay?"
"Okay!" Zhang Ya replied sweetly, hugging his arm and pressing herself close to him.
Soon, the bus started moving. There weren't many people on the bus; most were still drowsy and had fallen asleep leaning against their seats.
Zhang Ya was no longer sleepy. She opened the window and looked at the scenery outside. A gentle breeze blew through her hair, creating a mesmerizing effect.
"This morning is so beautiful!"
“It’s like this every day. You often go to school around this time, so you should see it a lot on the way,” Ye Yun said.
“Yes, but I’ve never been in such a good mood as I am now.” Zhang Ya gazed at the beautiful scenery outside the window, her eyes filled with a dreamy look, and said, “Romance novels say that when a person’s mood is a certain color, the whole world is that color. I didn’t believe it before, but now it seems to be true.”
"Really? What color are you seeing now?" Ye Yun asked curiously.
Zhang Ya turned to look at Ye Yun, smiled slightly, and said, "Warm colors."
"Warm colors? What kind of color is that?"
"Hmm...it's like sunlight shining on things, the colors at sunrise and sunset, warm and cozy, very comfortable," Zhang Ya said seriously.
"I can imagine it, just like you are now!" In Ye Yun's view, the morning sunlight shone on Zhang Ya, and the warm-toned background looked very charming, like an oil painting.
Ye Yun took out his phone and captured the scene.
"Let me see." Zhang Ya curiously took the phone and was immediately captivated by her own reflection in the photo.
Am I... really that beautiful?
Yes, that's you.
"Really?" Zhang Ya stared blankly, then couldn't help but smile. She looked at Ye Yun, leaned in, and kissed him.
Why are you kissing me?
"Thank you so much. You're probably the only one who could take this photo," Zhang Ya said with a smile.
Ye Yun looked bewildered. "What do you mean? It's just a photo. You could take one yourself, let alone anyone else!"
Zhang Ya shook her head. "No, I can't capture it."
"Is it because my photography skills are so good? That can't be it, my photography skills are just so-so," Ye Yun said, puzzled.
“You didn’t understand what I meant. When we face different people and different things, we all show different sides of ourselves,” Zhang Ya said earnestly, her gaze falling on the photo.
"This photo is very special and valuable. I couldn't take one like this myself, and even if I could, it wouldn't look this natural."
"Oh! Now that you mention it, I'm reminded of a movie," Ye Yun said.
What movie?
"In Jackie Chan's 'The Myth,' there's a scene where a painter is about to paint a portrait of a princess, but the princess doesn't smile. It's not until the general appears that the princess finally smiles."
Zhang Ya blinked, a hint of interest in her eyes, and said, "That sounds interesting. I've heard of this movie, but I haven't seen it yet."
"I'll take a look if I have the chance."
"Okay, but I'd like to watch it with you."
"Watch it together? In the cinema? These are all old movies, they probably won't be showing in theaters anymore!"
"We can wait until after my divorce, buy a house in the county town, and then you can come to my house, we can look at it together, and then we can go to sleep, how about that?"
Ye Yun curled his lips slightly, pinched her chin, and teased, "I feel like you have ulterior motives. Are you just here to watch the movie?"
"Uh...more or less, let's watch a movie and...take a break!" Zhang Ya said with a grin.
"Alright, it's up to you."
"Um."
After they finished talking, Zhang Ya nestled in Ye Yun's arms, slipped her cool, delicate hands inside his clothes, and stroked his eight-pack abs, feeling his warmth.
"Awesome! Just thinking about being able to touch those sexy eight-pack abs makes me so happy!" Zhang Ya said happily.
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