She slept until the sky turned dark and the sunset hung low in the window when she awoke.
Su Miaomiao felt disoriented for a moment, unsure whether she was dreaming or in the real world.
It wasn't until she turned over that she realized her whole body ached unbearably.
Indeed, she couldn't even lift her fingers.
Compared to her last experience, this time, she truly felt, in the flesh, what was meant by, "great equipment, great performance."
Xie Yuan, he really kept his skills well hidden!
But, speaking of which, where was he?
Propping herself up with her sore back, Su Miaomiao slowly sat up.
"If he dares to leave, I'll never forgive him for the rest of my life…"
The door creaked open.
Xie Yuan stood there in a white silk shirt with matching trousers.
The mountain breeze blew, and the silk clothing billowed like a filled sail, outlining his tall figure.
On his wrist was the Black Agarwood Buddha Beads, making his fair skin even more dazzling.
