Chenxing lazily opened her eyes, vaguely making out a figure moving about in the bedroom. She turned over and continued to sleep.
When she woke up again, she slled the fragrance of tea.
She felt beneath her, not the warm bathtub, but the dry bed sheets. Languidly opening her eyes, fluffy with sleep, she tilted her head, hugging her pillow pig-like as she gazed toward the balcony.
The man was dressed in beige ho clothes, with a tablet computer on his lap, a cup of tea in his left hand, looking down at whatever was on the tablet screen.
She tried to open her mouth, only to find her throat hoarse. "What ti is it?"
Ah, not hoarse, but husky.
Last night... Oh, she had cried out so tragically, leaving behind consequences.
"You can sleep another hour."
"Cough, cough... cough, cough..." Chenxing felt uncomfortable in her throat and coughed forcefully a few tis.
Gu Shaocheng’s gaze gently drifted over, his lips curled in a smile, "Tired from last night?"
Chenxing pouted and ignored him.
Footsteps ca from the bedroom, he put down the tablet, holding the tea he walked over, and by the ti Chenxing noticed, the man was kneeling on one knee by the bed, offering the tea cup to her lips with a gentle coaxing, "Take a sip, clear your throat."
"You’re the cause of this." She protested.
Her chin slightly raised, not waiting for her to drink for herself, Gu Shaocheng had already taken a sip of water, pressing his lips against her pouted ones, mixing the fragrance of the tea with his masculine scent, Chenxing’s eyes widened as she experienced the liquid gliding down her throat.
The sweetness of the water was tinged with a bit of bitterness, she didn’t like to drink tea, but she couldn’t stop the invasion of the liquid, her tongue trying to evade, yet was forced to tangle with his.
The slightly warm water heated up more in her mouth, intensifying, a fiery blend of lips and tongues entangled until it ca to a boil.
That was a blaze of passion.
The man at leisure had only one thought on his mind, he put down the teacup, took off his beige ho clothes, casually tossing them onto the carpet, and then slowly bent down over her, deliberately slowing his movents as he opened her body.
Chenxing, with fluffy, sleepy eyes, took her revenge by biting his shoulder, "Tired, huh."
"It’s doing morning exercises, I didn’t ask you to move."
"But I always end up more tired than you..." That’s so unfair.
He didn’t care, his movents ticulous and penetrating, she lightly pushed on his shoulders, but it was Gu Shaocheng’s offhand comnt that made her fully accept him.
"Don’t want to have children anymore?"
Of course, she wanted to! She dread of it, it’s just that her belly was not cooperating.
Chenxing whimpered with both hands clutching the bedsheet, twisting and turning, and then finally, it dawned on her, "But it’s not my ovulation period."
By that ti, however, the man’s breathing was erratic, his thrusts deep and shallow, gripping her delicate jade legs, folding them into his preferred position, Chenxing’s cheeks flushed as she glared at him, receiving in return a victorious laugh.
"Morning sex, that’s a right I should have every day, just like brushing my teeth in the morning. It’s unrelated to your ovulation period, silly girl, do you understand that now?"
With the one she loved, doing happy things, life is short, seize the day.
Alright, he always had a bunch of reasons, and the consequence was that she slept again, all the way till noon. After showering and going downstairs, in the courtyard, the man, like an emperor, held a thick German to, seriously flipping through its pages, and on his nose rested a pair of gold-frad glasses—soone who didn’t know any better might think he was a university professor.
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