The Adorable Little Princess

The night had finally faded. Morning light streamed through the window lattice and spilled into the room, while a faint fragrance still lingered in the air, carrying traces of the night before.

The bed was a mess, soft blankets lightly draped over the entwined pair. The girl's fair shoulder was faintly exposed, gleaming with a delicate sheen beneath the morning light.

Dai Yun'er curled up in Wu Yang Jin's arms like a kitten that had completely relaxed. Her cheek was buried against his chest, and she slept deeply, even her soft breaths carrying a trace of laziness.

Their lovemaking had lasted a long time the previous night. She had initially thought she could endure it with her stamina, but in the end, she had still surrendered beneath Wu Yang Jin's onslaught, completely exhausted by him.

She did not know when she had fallen asleep. She only remembered crying and begging for mercy in his arms, yet he had still held her again and again, until she no longer had the strength to struggle and could only lie limply against him, allowing him to hold her as she sank into that enchanting late night.

Now, with the morning light just beginning to brighten, she still clung to his embrace, unwilling to even flutter her eyelashes.

Wu Yang Jin slowly opened his eyes, his gaze falling on the girl in his arms as his expression softened slightly.

She was sleeping soundly, nestled entirely against him, her little face flushed like a freshly ripened peach.

He gently raised a hand, his fingertips brushing over her cheek. Her skin was still warm, carrying remnants of last night's heat.

He let out a soft sigh, the corner of his lips lifting slightly as his gaze filled with affection.

He had not intended to wear her