The next day.
Early in the morning.
The little town was tranquil. After a night of rain, the morning sunlight was especially bright, but not scorching. It fell gently, piercing through the wooden cabin's window and glass, softly covering the two people on the solid-wood single bed beneath the window.
Dong Xuebin stirred his eyes open with a yawn. Still bleary-eyed, he half-opened his lids and looked at the wooden ceiling overhead. It took him quite a while to wake up properly. Yesterday, he had driven a long way, carried Teacher Jiang's bag, held an umbrella for her, and finally run through the rain for quite some time. His whole body was exhausted, and he still did not feel rested. He could probably have slept another two hours without any problem, but seeing that the sun was already shining in, it was probably past six. He decided not to keep sleeping. When he was alone, it did not matter—he was on vacation and could sleep as long as he wanted—but Teacher Jiang was beside him now, so he definitely...
Right!
Teacher Jiang!
Don't let me have kicked her off the bed, did I?
Only then did Dong Xuebin remember there was someone beside him. He also noticed the soft, fleshy sensation against the fingers of his right hand. Turning his head to look, he nearly jumped out of his skin. His right hand trembled in shock.
Teacher Jiang was still asleep, but she was no longer lying with her back to him as she had last night. She was lying on her side facing him, her blanket having slipped down to her waist and exposing the upper half of her bathrobe. That deep, bottomless cleavage stabbed straight into Dong Xuebin's eyes. As for him, his position had also changed from