Time quietly slipped away.
Nightfall descended.
Under the cover of darkness, the second floor of the villa also dimmed.
In the master bedroom, on that big bed.
Lu Ya moaned softly, twisting her delicate body, and slowly opened her eyes.
Within the vast room, pitch black, she couldn't see a thing.
However, she could feel a strong body beside her,
her head resting in that warm crook of the arm, one large hand tenderly kneading her slender arm, while another rested gently upon her flat stomach.
It felt so comfortable.
So comfortable that she didn't want to move at all, as if she could lie forever in this warm embrace, savoring this man's caress.
Her heart swelled with sweetness and touched by emotion.
She remembered falling asleep in this man's embrace, and now, with night upon them, as she awoke, she remained in his arms.
And this man, still gently pressing her arm and stomach.
