It was a night of passion.
When Niaoniao woke up, it was already the next day.
The fire had long been extinguished, and messy clothes were scattered on the ground.
She sat in Xiao Juan's arms, wearing his coat. His steady heartbeat was in her ears.
After a while, Yu Niaoniao gradually woke up.
She placed her hands on Xiao Juan's chest and sat up slightly.
It was just a small action, but it made her ache, especially in her waist and legs.
Xiao Juan woke up.
He immediately opened his eyes and saw Niaoniao frowning slightly.
"What happened?"
Yu Niaoniao snorted. "My waist hurts."
Xiao Juan touched her waist. "Is it here? I'll rub it for you."
He didn't dare rub too hard. He rubbed it very gently.
Yu Niaoniao felt itchy and could not help but laugh.
"Haha, forget it, forget it. Stop rubbing."
Xiao Juan was a little embarrassed by her giggle, but he could not bear to let go of her.
