Deciphering the chess manual was a tedious task that demanded intense focus.
Ever since Yino had lain in her embrace and started studying the chess manual, he hadn't exchanged a single word with Yuyan. His expression was serious.
On the bed, only their breathing and the occasional sound of turning pages broke the silence.
Yuyan had never been good at sitting still since childhood, and now she couldn't make head or tail of the complex chess manual either. With nothing else to do, she focused on fulfilling her duties as a good wife, holding her husband close to provide softness and warmth.
As she warmed him, Yuyan grew drowsy and let out a comfortable yawn.
She gazed at the back of the young man's head resting against her chest, and her beautiful eyes gradually closed. When she woke the next day, she found Yino had also slept soundly.
She had to admit, this pervert knew how to enjoy himself.
He had turned over and was sleeping face-down in Yuyan's embrace.
