After half an hour of tossing and turning.
The two women finally collapsed into each other's arms, exhausted.
Liu Fuping held Tang Feifei tenderly, her eyes too tired to open properly.
Yet Tang Feifei's energy seemed to remain robust, and even where Liu Fuping didn't notice, her eyes flickered with an orange glow.
That glow lasted for a few minutes before slowly retreating into the depths of her eyes.
As Tang Feifei held Liu Fuping's fair body, her wheat-colored skin created a stark contrast.
Tang Feifei quietly relished the afterglow for a moment, then looked down at Liu Fuping and asked in a low voice, "You seemed especially proactive tonight."
Her voice, a contralto, lacked the sharpness of ordinary women and instead carried a weightiness of authority, and unexpectedly harmonious to the ear.
