A sleepless night left traces of tender spring beauty in every corner of the room.
Wang Xiaoya kept her word; whatever Long Fei wanted, she complied.
Which girl doesn't like romance? Long Fei poured red wine into the bathtub.
The moment she stepped in, her head felt dizzy.
In the morning, sunlight streamed through the large floor-to-ceiling windows into the room.
Wang Xiaoya squinted, her body feeling as if it had fallen apart. She stretched lazily and climbed out of bed.
Last night she curled up in Long Fei's arms like a kitten, sleeping very sweetly.
This bad guy, on the other hand, was sleeping really soundly, his face full of contentment.
He might have been comfortable, but Wang Xiaoya's whole body ached.
She donned a bathrobe and stood in front of the window to bask in the sun.
The distant beach was enchanting, with blue waves rolling.
Many people were already playing on the beach and in the sea.
