The next day, morning.
In Song Yun's new bedroom, Tang Feng and Song Yun lay together on the bed.
After making love in the bathroom the afternoon before, they weren't satisfied, so they went to the living room for another round.
Still not enough, they moved on to the bedroom.
By evening, they had left traces of their lovemaking in the kitchen, on the balcony, and by the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Finally, well into the night, they stopped, lying in bed and sleeping soundly until the next day.
Looking at the tender and pale Song Yun beside him and recalling last night's madness, Tang Feng felt an unquenchable desire and couldn't help but let his hand wander over Song Yun's delicate body.
Song Yun woke up instantly, and seeing Tang Feng's hand roaming on her body, she flashed a seductive smile, "What's wrong, you little naughty, wasn't last night enough to drain you? So excited again this early?"
