Warm sunlight on a spring day.
The sunshine, spreading warmly through the curtains, filled the room.
Clothes scattered on the floor were now neatly placed on the chair.
An Nuannuan slept soundly until she slowly awoke, almost by noon.
Opening her eyes, she saw a still somewhat unfamiliar ceiling... where was this...
With no one beside her, An Nuannuan panicked subconsciously and wanted to move, but it still hurt a little.
She turned her head and looked at the neatly folded clothes on the chair, and only then did memories of last night flood back into her mind.
An Nuannuan lifted the quilt to take a peek, then blushed and hurriedly wrapped herself in the quilt again.
Last night, they had... really done that.
It felt like a dream, but the faint pain constantly reminded her that she was now a true young woman.
Thinking about last night, An Nuannuan still felt all soft and tingly.
