Gu Ying, a mature, married woman, gave Su Chengyu exceptional experiences every time, which left him thrilled and enthralled. As per the saying: the waist may break, the legs tremble, but never should one lament an empty cup.
Given Su Chengyu's physical constitution, the one ultimately surrendering was, of course, Gu Ying.
Gu Ying lay in Su Chengyu's arms, her face sweaty and her body tired, yet she felt blissful and satisfied.
"Where have you been recently?" Gu Ying asked, nestled against Su Chengyu's chest.
"Jianghuai."
Su Chengyu recounted his experiences from the time he left Jiangyang for Jianghuai, conveniently omitting his encounter with Xia Ruolan where he almost fulfilled his dream.
Perhaps Gu Ying was too exhausted, for she drifted off to sleep while listening, a blissful smile still adorning her lips, sleeping soundly.
Ever since Su Chengyu left, Gu Ying hadn't had a good night's sleep. Finally, she was able to rest easy and have a peaceful night.
