In the early morning, bright sunshine poured down, penetrating the gaps in the curtains and illuminating the bedroom, adding a touch of light to the originally dark room.
Ye Xunhuan, as usual, woke up without the need for an alarm.
Waking up early was a habit Ye Xunhuan had developed over the years. When he lived abroad, constantly dealing with life-threatening situations, he had to remain absolutely vigilant at all times, otherwise, he could have died at any moment.
So, over the years, Ye Xunhuan had cultivated this habit.
In the bedroom, Ye Xunhuan lay on the large bed, immobile like a mummy!
It wasn't that Ye Xunhuan did not want to move, but he couldn't.
At this moment, Qiu Ruoxi was like an octopus, her straight, slender leg unapologetically pressing down on him, her pale jade-like hand resting on Ye Xunhuan's chest, which was as hard as a brick, the corners of her mouth spread with an indelible smile of happiness, her expression the epitome of comfort!
