Wang Zhao opened his eyes when he felt the loss of warmth all of a sudden. Sang Qian turned away from him, rolled on one side. He was drowsy and pulled her back closer to him, wrapping an arm around her waist.
He stared at the ceiling, fighting his urge to sleep. He wanted to sleep more but he knew, he had enough sleep to survive the day. He kissed her head and sniffed her hair before he stepped out of the bed and walked towards the bathroom.
He was wearing his trousers and his naked torso glowed under the dim light coming through the curtains. He walked inside and looked at himself in the mirror. He was aware of how handsome he was but he first time found himself smiling in the morning.
He touched his collarbone where he found a mark. He raised his brows. "Ow. I don't remember having this." He smirked and a chuckle escaped his lips.
He eventually started thinking about the night before. "She must have been tired." He sighed.
