After a brief rest, the rain stopped and the sky cleared.
A ray of sunlight pierced through the window like a nimble sprite, casting light on two entangled perfect bodies on the bed, leaving them nowhere to hide.
Li Xiaoyao groggily opened his eyes, ready to marvel at the wonderful dream he had had last night, when he suddenly realized something was amiss.
But what exactly was amiss?
Just as Li Xiaoyao was about to sit up, he felt his palm touch something, a sensation much like… a woman.
Li Xiaoyao's neck stiffened as he slowly looked down, and the next moment, he was struck as if by lightning.
A woman with no clothes on, a woman with a body so hot it was explosive, lay beside him.
So last night wasn't a dream?
As Li Xiaoyao made out the woman's features, his body shuddered once again.
Soft, straight hair, delicately beautiful features, pale tight skin—it was… Cheng Yiyi!
How could it be her?
What on earth happened last night?
