The morning sun shone through the large floor-to-ceiling windows.
A little tired, the person in bed rolled over, clutching the blanket, her eyes opening to meet a somewhat stiff pillow.
Hmm.
A face so close in front of her.
Song Zhizhi's heart raced.
It took her a moment to realize that they had gotten married yesterday.
From now on, they would wake up together.
She looked at Ji Baijian.
She looked at Ji Baijian's face in the morning light, it was so soft and gentle.
His usually imposing features were unusually gentle at this moment, without the distance and presence created by his usually slicked-back hair.
She just watched him.
He seemed to sleep well.
Quietly she turned to get up.
Just as she began to move, she was pulled back into his arms.
"Ji Baijian, are you pretending to sleep?" Song Zhizhi complained.
Ji Baijian chuckled softly.
"Let go. I need to use the bathroom."
Ji Baijian reluctantly let go of her.
At that moment, Song Zhizhi's face turned bright red.
