Shen Fu woke up and found that nobody was by his side anymore, Nan sure has good stamina. Rubbing his waist, Shen Fu thought about the pummeling he received from Nan yesterday, and surprisingly, the memory felt sweet.
Oh no, he might have picked up Bai Zitu's bad habits. Pinching himself, he felt relieved to experience pain rather than pleasure.
"Nan, Master!" Shen Fu called out, eager for another round with her.
There was nobody on the first floor, so Shen Fu went downstairs to look for her and, sure enough, found her doing bench presses in the gym.
Leaning in with his face down to see her, Nan hummed, "What's up~"
"Good morning."
Without another word, Shen Fu kissed her, his upper lip meeting her lower, his lower lip meeting her upper, trying a new trick.
