Inside a secret chamber.
Lin Chuan woke up. Although he had barely slept the entire night, he did not feel tired in the slightest. Instead, he felt refreshed and invigorated, indescribably wonderful.
Lin Chuan lowered his head and looked at Bu Lianshi, who had fallen asleep sprawled across his chest. An unconscious smile curved his lips, warmth radiating from the depths of his heart.
Perhaps sensing that Lin Chuan had awakened, Bu Lianshi slowly opened her eyes as well. Her amber eyes looked at Lin Chuan, her curved brows carrying a smile.
"Morning!" Bu Lianshi said lazily and shyly as she looked at Lin Chuan, who was gazing intently at her.
That single word, morning, reached Lin Chuan's ears with a thousand twists and turns. He had never known that someone could make him fall into an endless fantasy with just one simple greeting.
"Morning!" Lin Chuan replied. His voice was low and somewhat hoarse as his arms tightened around the person in his embrace, filling him with incomparable warmth.
Bu Lianshi lay against Lin Chuan's chest, the contours of his muscles setting off her slightly flushed cheeks, making them look like tempting apples that one could not resist taking a bite from. She quietly listened to the thump-thump sound of his heart. For some reason, she found it so peaceful. It seemed that as long as that sound was by her ear, she would feel utterly safe. She even felt that she could listen to Lin Chuan's heartbeat like this until the end of time.
The morning after was beautiful and peaceful.
"Bubu, let me tell you a story!" Lin Chuan said in a low, husky voice full of magnetism. Bu Lianshi had never known that his voice could sound so pleasant.
"Mhm!" Bu Lianshi continued lying on Lin