In the blink of an eye, five days have passed.
The date is now April 16th.
Last night, Ozawa Hideomi spent the night at Beihai Ling's again, getting entangled once, and was awoken in a daze by Beihai Ling in the morning for a morning exercise.
But after all, he's in his forties, and work already has him mentally exhausted. He just had another session last night, so he was drained and couldn't muster any strength, unable to lift his head no matter how long he struggled.
This left Ozawa Hideomi embarrassed, looking at his graceful little lover, his self-esteem took a severe hit.
"Looks like this little guy is not giving me face this morning," Beihai Ling teased, hugging Ozawa Hideomi and snuggling into his arms, "Oh don't be so stern, what I admire is your personality charm, not just the pleasures of intimacy. It'll be the same next time, I'll make you some soup to nourish you."
