"Bigger than I imagined. Nice."
Miao Mu lay on the bed, blissfully enjoying the softness in his hands. Brucie gave a soft snort, sat up, and looked at the clock on the wall. "We..."
"You're going out?" Miao Mu wrapped his arms around Brucie from behind.
The faint scars on her body appeared and disappeared beneath the flush of her skin.
"There are far fewer than yours. I'm starting to believe what you said. Someone who hasn't faced life and death wouldn't have scars like these," Brucie said softly.
"I rather like your suspicious personality. If there's nothing else, I think we can go another round."
"If possible, can you wait until I get back? You should eat something. Your stomach's growling."
Brucie got out of bed and cautiously tested the floor with her feet. Her steps were a little awkward as she headed for the bathroom in the bedroom, which had a basic shower system.
"How am I supposed to go out and eat? You tore all my clothes apart." Miao Mu hugged the blanket, looking somewhat innocent.
"I think Mrs. Alfred prepared more than one set of clothes for you. You should check the wardrobe." Brucie poked her head out from the bathroom as she spoke.
"You're right, but I can wait a while!"
Miao Mu leaned against the bed, looking at the graceful silhouette behind the hazy glass beneath the bathroom's dim yellow light. He was so delighted he forgot all else.
But he had the nagging feeling that he had forgotten something. What was it?
Miao Mu frowned and thought about it, but couldn't remember. It probably wasn't important.
Nodding with certainty, Miao Mu got up and headed into the bathroom. Brucie looked at him, glanced downward, then chuckled as she picked up a pair of