The cozy room was filled with waves of fragrance, and the magnificent lake-blue curtains were drawn. On the big bed in that room, one could see a couple entwined passionately, their silhouettes rolling in the bedding, mixed with heavy panting and soft breathing sounds...
Like a long drought meeting sweet rain, accumulated passion was finally released. Zi Ruoxi leaned softly against the man beside her; at this moment, they were like twin lotus blooms resting on the soft headboard. "Ruoxi..." Qiao Junlie called out. His deep blue eyes were profoundly focused, with boundless tenderness infused in his intense gaze, unwavering as he couldn't seem to get enough of his beloved's face.
