As the morning sun painted the Blooming Courtyard in hues of soft gold, Xu Feng strolled leisurely through the tranquil grounds, savoring the serenity of the early hours. The courtyard was a sanctuary of natural beauty, with vibrant blossoms dancing in the gentle breeze and the sweet scent of flowers perfuming the air.
The greenhouse, bathed in the warm glow of the rising sun, stood like a jewel amidst the greenery. The makeshift greenhouse seemed even more beautiful, its glass-like walls almost shimmering with a strange iridescence. Inside, a lush oasis awaited, with exotic plants from every corner of the Nanshan Mountain range—okay maybe not every corner, but as much as Xu Feng and his husbands could get their hands on.
Breakfast was ready, but both Xu Feng's lovers were still asleep. They had a long night, and he didn't blame them at all, nor would he wake them before they had enough rest.
