After a brief snowfall in the middle of the night, the temperature in the entire Zhonghai region dropped below freezing. The farmhouse's guest rooms were well-equipped; at least, the heating worked promptly, making the entire room comfortably warm and inviting, tempting one into a desire for a nap.
Not to mention the night's passionate encounters between Yang Chen and Mo Qian Ni on the bed, where they battled for countless rounds. Being with his own woman for a night of intimacy in the outskirts beyond the hustle and bustle of the city, Yang Chen didn't sleep as vigilantly as before. This night's sleep was especially sweet.
