Morning sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains, spilling in dappled patches over the disheveled bed.
A suggestive, cloyingly sweet atmosphere still lingered in the air, as though a storm had just swept through.
Gu Yue had long since woken.
Lying on her side with her head propped on one hand, her long silver hair scattered casually across the pillow, she quietly watched Tang Wulin sleeping beside her, her violet eyes full of tenderness and satisfaction.
Tang Wulin was still fast asleep, his breathing steady and deep.
But his appearance was somewhat "tragic"—tiny beads of sweat covered his body, several damp strands of blue-gold hair clung to his forehead, and a few suggestive red marks were faintly visible on his exposed shoulders and chest.
They were traces of last night's frenzy.
"Looks like... you really worked hard last night."
Gu Yue extended her slender, delicate fingers and gently wiped the sweat from Tang Wulin's temple, a satisfied smile curling her lips.
As the Destruction Assessment Taker, she naturally knew that such an ultimate union of body and soul was the best cradle for nurturing life.
Just as she became absorbed in watching him, Tang Wulin's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.
His pink-blue eyes still held a trace of sleepy confusion, but it was soon replaced by an inexplicable flash of "anger."
He shifted, feeling an ache in his waist and back, as though some powerful soul beast had mercilessly run him over all night.
"Gu Yue..."
Tang Wulin's voice was hoarse from sleep, with a hint of grievance.
Seeing Gu Yue looking so utterly satisfied only made him feel more unfairly treated.
He was the Life Assessment Taker, the one who was supposed to "give," so why had he ended up exhausted like a salted fish?
When