The next morning was a little awkward for the married couple.
Lu Xinyi had woken up from her deep slumber from the sound of a high-pitched alarm that broke the silence and peace of the morning. As usual, she rolled on her one side and snuggled deeper into the warmth of the blankets. Thick eyelashes slightly twitched when she bumped on something amiss. Her brows furrowed, feeling a warm, solid mass next to her.
Her hand moved involuntarily over what she assumed to be the pillow barrier between her and Shen Yi. Brown eyes opened slightly in confusion, her iris adjusting to the light coming from the window. Lu Xinyi lifted her torso off the mattress; the slight weight she felt on her waist left as she rose.
