"Sorry, I made you so tired last night."
Qin Jin apologized earnestly, and Gu Xiran, who had been sipping porridge, almost spat it out.
"No... it's okay."
"Hmm, I was inexperienced the first time. I'll learn from it in the future."
Gu Xiran: "..."
Actually, Gu Xiran didn't know much about the technique, but Qin Jin always cared about her feelings and constantly asked about how she was.
Gu Xiran felt profoundly moved, her cheeks flushed with shyness, and she nodded her head.
"Hmm..."
...
Ever since sparks flew between Gu Xiran and Qin Jin, the subsequent training became more warm and sweet.
At night, enjoying the delicious food Qin Jin made, Gu Xiran would clean herself up and present herself to Qin Jin in bed...
Their world for two was unusually sweet.
It wasn't tumultuous; as if heaven intentionally wanted to make up for the past missing tenderness...
