In a well-decorated room, with a dark brown wooden floor, floor-to-ceiling windows, and long white sheers layered with blackout embroidered curtains, was a grey Chester bed having bedside drawers on each side, that had white, golden embroidered lamps at the top. The fair-skinned woman, who seemed unrestrained, lay on the bed.
Her elbow-length, fine black hair is styled with a fade. The only thing on her bed was a black sheet with white and black pillows and a black silk duvet. Her face looked so serene with her eyes closed. Her mouth was a tad open, with some strands of hair in her mouth. Yan Jiang's sleeping posture was definitely one of a kind. The duvet only covered some parts of her body. Sleeping on her right side, she rested on her right arm. Her other arm was outstretched to her front, the duvet covering only a part of her chest from half her breasts to her buttcheeks. The rest of her body lay bare with her legs crossed.
