"Dong'er, are you awake?" Long Wushang took off his coat and tiptoed into the room.
Afternoon sunlight spilled through the narrow gaps in the curtains, casting hazy patches of light and shadow across the soft, large bed.
A petite figure lay curled on her side in one corner of the bed.
Her pink-and-blue hair lay scattered across the pillow, a few strands clinging to her fair cheeks. The girl's breathing was even; she was clearly still lost in a sweet dream.
Long Wushang stood beside the bed and gazed at her for a while, entranced, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly.
Looks like last night really wore her out. She slept all morning and still hasn't recovered.
Her body was so exhausted last night that she could barely hold on, yet she insisted on talking tough to me. Well, look at her now. Behaving herself at last, isn't she?
Seeing that it was almost noon, he recalled that he had gotten up rather early that morning. Looking at the familiar girl on the bed now, he felt a wave of weariness wash over him.
In that case, I might as well sleep beside her a little longer.
Long Wushang quickly stripped off his clothes, lifted a corner of the covers, and slipped underneath.
But when he reached toward the girl beside him, a soft, slightly nasal voice tinged with displeasure rang out. "Get out!"
Wang Dong'er had actually been awake for a while. Her body was simply too sore, so she had stayed in bed. Now that the man had returned, she remembered how merciless he had been with her last night, and her anger flared.
Hearing that the girl in his arms was awake and had even had the nerve to tell him to get out, Long Wushang