The next day, when Xia Chu awoke, the sky was already bright.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw a sky so blue it was free of any impurities.
From time to time, she could hear the cries of seagulls, and the slight undulation beneath her felt as if she was on the sea's surface.
Xia Chu was momentarily stunned, then let out a silent chuckle.
How silly of her, she was indeed on the sea, aboard their own yacht, wasn't she?
As the thought flashed through her mind, she instinctively turned her head and was met with the sleeping face of Huo Xiyao.
Usually, it was he who awoke before her, so an occasion like today, where she was awake and he was still deep in sleep, was a rare one indeed.
Therefore, Xia Chu propped herself up and began to gaze affectionately at the perfect visage of her husband.
