About the current scene, from extremely narrow to spacious, Tao Yuanming once dedicated an entire realistic masterpiece to it.
It took dozens of attempts before they could welcome openness.
Then, Mou Keyan opened her eyes.
"You're back~"
The senior's voice was a bit raspy.
Of course, that was normal; maintaining a supine position during sleep, the mouth and throat would be drier than usual.
"Mm-hmm."
Lu Jincheng replied with his chest voice, nodding his head in acknowledgment.
There's a way to sleep, and there's a way to converse upon waking.
He slid his hand under the nightgown, feeling her waistline.
The long-term athlete Mou Keyan had healthy and smooth skin, with waist curves that sloped down like valleys, the touch between his fingers holding an alluring firmness.
"Today is Guan Yongyi's birthday, right?"
The girl did not stop his movements, speaking in a slightly foggy voice beside the pillow, her fingers brushing over the man's chin.
"I saw she posted on Moments."
