The next morning, when Song Yinyin woke up, she felt extremely uncomfortable, as if she had been run over by a heavy motorcycle, her limbs were about to come apart.
Waiting for the soreness to pass, she finally climbed out of bed and, upon looking up, realized she was nestled against a beautiful male body.
His arm was draped over her slender waist, while her hands were pressed against his chest.
After a brief moment of distraction, a blush suddenly appeared on her face.
She remembered the passionate scenes with Lu Jihan from last night…
Looking along the quilt beside her, he was wearing a robe, but the tie was loose, revealing a wide, strong chest underneath.
Seeing him up close, she couldn't help but marvel once again at how much favor this man must have received from heaven to have such a beautiful exterior.
His tanned skin was smooth and healthy, with clearly defined muscle lines, full and powerful, probably only comparable to those of top male models…
