"Xixi, it's almost eleven. How about we get up?" Xue Rui whispered.
Staring at the bright sunlight filtering through the curtains, Xue Rui couldn't stand lying in bed any longer. He'd been called back to bed by Lin Ruoxi yesterday, only to be left to sleep alone all night. He'd lost track of how long he'd been lying down.
But the young woman wouldn't let him get out of bed, draped over him and refusing to get up.
"You've already eaten, and you just went to the bathroom," Lin Ruoxi said, gently shaking her head and nuzzling against Xue Rui's stomach.
"Mmm..." Xue Rui pinched the bridge of his nose. He really had no excuses left. The young woman had fed him in bed and even escorted him to the bathroom. 'It was all premeditated.'
He gently stroked Lin Ruoxi's soft, smooth hair. For a moment, it felt like he was petting Da Huang's head—just like how the dog would jump all over the place, desperate for Lin Ruoxi's attention whenever he saw her.
