Morning.
A ray of sunlight gently falls onto the bed through the window.
Chen Qi opens his eyes, looking a bit dazed, and can't help but glance at the quiet sleeping face beside him.
Fen sleeps next to him, her hair messy, like a little sloth, hugging his waist, with a bit of drool at the corner of her mouth.
Recalling last night, Chen Qi can't help but stretch his muscles.
Fen was even more fragrant, more beautiful, more soft than he imagined.
Of course, even though she was sick, Fen's performance certainly exceeded his expectations.
Just almost lost, indeed the physical exertion from last night's advancement was too much... Chen Qi sighed.
Fen opens her eyes drowsily.
In the instant she opened her eyes, Fen couldn't help but recall what happened last night, her face turning red.
Chen Qi is about to speak.
She opens her mouth and bites Chen Qi on the neck:
"You annoying guy! Not a bit of elegance, gentleness—"
Chen Qi laughed and said:
