In the middle of the night, Song Ren unconsciously stirred against him, awakening his desire once more. Su Feng woke her up for another round until they fell asleep again.
In the morning, Song Ren rubbed her eyes as the sunlight peered through the curtains. She glanced up at the figure that rested, one of his arms pillowing her head. His long eyelashes fluttered, his golden-hair tousled to one side. She smiled, cupping his cheek in her hand. He did not stir as he slept, out cold. Song Ren chuckled as she shuffled out of the bedsheets.
