It was the day after.
When Wen Xinya woke up, the sky had already turned bright. The golden rays of the sun shone into the room and she felt extremely relaxed.
Wen Xinya was suddenly reminded of the scent of Chinese roses that still lingered in her nose. She seemed to be able to visualize the beauty of the vibrant Chinese roses. She looked out of the window to see that there were clusters of Chinese roses outside the window grilles peeking into the house.
It formed a beautiful scenery.
Wen Xinya smiled.
Si Yiyan was still sleeping with one arm below her neck. She rested her head against his shoulder affectionately and his other arm was on her waist.
Their legs were intertwined together like a double helix, romantic and sensual.
Although it was not her first time sleeping next to Si Yiyan, they had never slept together in such an intimate position.
