The next day.
Early in the morning, at daybreak, several birds chirped outside the window.
Beep beep beep, beep beep beep. The phone alarm rang urgently in the room.
Awakened by the noise, Dong Xuebin casually shut off his phone. When he opened his eyes and checked the time, it was already seven in the morning. Turning his head, he saw District Governor Yuehua still sleeping soundly beneath the covers beside him. Even such a commotion hadn't woken her; her eyelids hadn't even twitched. It was clear just how badly Dong Xuebin had worn her out the night before. Three hours, more than a dozen times—just thinking about it was frightening. While feeling sorry for her, Dong Xuebin also felt more satisfied than ever. In the past, he would usually surrender after around forty minutes. When had he ever been this formidable?
"Yuehua, Yuehua."
"...Mm."
"Wake up. It's already seven."
"...Mm."
"Didn't you say you set the alarm for seven?"
"...Mm."
With her eyes closed, Geng Yuehua answered with a few murmured mms. It was hard to tell whether she was talking in her sleep or had actually woken up.
Dong Xuebin knew she was truly exhausted, so he didn't press her. He would let her rest a little longer. He pulled the covers up around her, lowered his head to kiss her hair, and wrapped an arm around Geng Yuehua's bare waist. After rubbing against her a couple of times, he held her and lay back down. Everyone in Nanshan District knew the fearsome reputation of the Black Face District Governor. Now, seeing her sleeping so peacefully in his arms, Dong Xuebin was in an exceptionally good mood.
About twenty minutes later, Geng Yuehua shifted, covered her forehead, and slowly opened her eyes.
"You're awake?" Dong Xuebin said with