The birds 'chirping was crisp in the morning, and summer mint only felt a light breeze and a faint floral fragrance.
She stretched her back comfortably. Her lower body was soft, and the heat and coldness of her body were moderate.
She opened her eyes slightly and saw the sunlight dancing along the bed frame and falling on the White porcelain vase at the head of the bed. A water lily bud was about to bloom, blue like the sea.
Sherbar turned around, and her hands and feet didn't touch anything.
It was not a dream!
Everything that happened yesterday was real.
An underground husband, a luxurious villa, and a night of training from the system ...
She grabbed the snow-white blanket and buried her head into the soft pillow, laughing in a daze.
Her husband of ice and steel had indeed given up the bed to her.
But she didn't have the impression that she had slept with him. Was he the one who carried her?
Tsk.
He wasn't that strong!
