"Little Evil... Little Evil... time to get up."
A gentle voice sounded beside his ear. Mo Xie slowly woke, opened his bleary eyes, and caught a hazy glimpse of a snow-white figure before him.
Her pale skin held a faint, luminous sheen. Her alluring curves looked like a sculpture carved from white jade, stirring his imagination.
"Mm..."
Mo Xie answered drowsily, but sleep still tugged at him. He reached out, drew her soft body into his arms, and breathed in her soothing fragrance.
"Honestly, you're just like a child. So cute."
Feeling his arms around her waist, Leng Qing smiled down at him. She cradled his head against her chest and stroked it gently, radiating maternal warmth.
Mo Xie could not be bothered to answer. He buried his face deeper in her softness, as though sinking into marshmallow, and could not pull himself away.
After lingering with him for a while, Leng Qing eased herself free. She had to leave early for Hangzhou today. Her body had taken quite a toll, but she still had things to do and could not stay in bed.
Fortunately, Mo Xie had been very gentle last night and had not kept going too long. Otherwise, she might not have been able to get out of bed at all.
Remembering their intimacy, Leng Qing's cheeks gradually flushed. She looked even more like a Mature Beauty. Warmth stirred in her lower belly, and she found herself rubbing her thighs together.
She got out of bed. Morning sunlight fell across her shapely body, tracing its curves. She quickly put on her underwear and fitted office suit, looking both lovely and capable.
Leng Qing climbed back onto the bed, bent down to kiss Mo Xie on the lips, and caressed his face. "I was very happy with you