Compared to the hustle and bustle of last night, the master bedroom - not exactly spacious, but not cramped either - is very quiet now.
The sunlight penetrates through the blinds, casting shadows on the cool floor to form pillars of light, seemingly sprinkling a soft glow over the isolated world inside the room.
On the bed, two women are lying side by side in a friendly embrace.
Chen Qiu Ye on the left is dressed in a white shirt, with just two buttons fastened. The loose fabric does little to hide her enticing figure, her skin is silky and fair, as white as snow or like jade. Her perfect features hint at a cold demeanor - reminiscent of "Ice and Snow Jade Women," the idealized feminine beauty in literary works as imagined and yearned for by scholars and refined men.
