Waking up from a sweet dream, Yu Qingyu let out a quiet groan. The scent of the ocean breeze, inseparably mixed with his own, milky one, surrounded him more than usual. Although it wasn't as intense as last night, and it had already lost its arousing effects, it was still hanging in the air, and clinging to every surface.
Last night…
Yu Qingyu's eyes snapped open. Although his mind was hazy, he could still remember it all. His and Liu Wei's bodies, locked in a tight embrace. They did it. They finally did it.
Or… was it just a dream?
Supporting himself on his arm, he slowly sat up on the bed. As he did so, the blanket slid down from him, revealing his pale torso… which was covered up in plenty of bright red kiss marks. Clear proof that last night really happened.
But the spot next to him was empty. Once again, he woke up after sex in Liu Wei's bed… alone.
