It was unclear how much time had passed before Ye Mingmei slowly woke up.
Looking out the window, the sky was still dark.
Feeling a slight chill, Ye Mingmei instinctively looked down at herself.
She was only wearing a bathrobe, covered with a thin blanket.
But because she had accidentally pushed the blanket off, it left her feeling cold.
Hearing the sound of someone talking nearby, Ye Mingmei froze slightly before turning her head.
Yu Xiuzhun's tall figure was sunken into the sofa, clad in the same white bathrobe as her.
The collar was slightly open, exposing his bronze-toned chest and perfectly sculpted abs.
"Is everything here?"
He held a glass of red wine in his hand, lightly twirling it between his fingers.
He brought it to his nose for a sniff, then took a gentle sip, his eyes half-closing.
A man who truly knew how to indulge.
