The morning sets the tone for the day.
The early morning sun filtered through the carved lattice window, spilling onto the rosewood daybed. Su Yu looked down at the enchanting figure cradled in his arms.
A fine sheen of fragrant sweat dampened the dark hair at Zhen'Er's temples, and her skin, as fair as flawless jade, glowed with an alluring flush. She was curled up like a lazy kitten in Su Yu's strong arms, her long eyelashes trembling slightly. Her shy, blissfully spent appearance was truly irresistible.
'There's that old saying about kings who skip morning court for a woman. I used to scoff at it, but now I completely understand.'
However, Su Yu had another joy in his life: practicing Martial Arts.
He gently pulled his arm free and tucked the silk brocade quilt around Zhen'Er. Under the young woman's shy, peeking gaze, Su Yu slipped out of bed, then swiftly dressed and washed up.
Catching sight of her bashful expression, Su Yu couldn't help but chuckle to himself.
