The rain had stopped, and the room was permeated with a cozy and slightly ambiguous atmosphere.
Chen Nan and Lin Xi lay snuggled together on the bed, their skin still dotted with tiny beads of sweat that shimmered under the soft light, as if bearing witness to the happiness that followed their passion.
Their faces were flushed, like two blooming peach blossoms, exuding a sweet fragrance.
And the bedsheet, dampened by their recent fervor, silently told the story of their intense passion.
"Mom should be back soon, I'll go downstairs first," Lin Xi said breathlessly and shyly picked up the nightgown from the floor, slipping it over her skin as if putting a temporary period at the end of her frenzy.
She hurriedly left Chen Nan's room, her steps slightly frantic yet playfully brisk.
Watching the wet bedsheet, Chen Nan's lips curved into a smile tinged with helplessness and a hint of sweetness.
He had to admit, the times with Lin Xi were both thrilling and wonderful.
