Xiao Ye shouted, "Sister Ziran, wait up, it's still early in the morning, don't do this."
Ziran giggled, "Isn't it completely normal to get some exercise in the morning?"
Xi'Er was dumbfounded, never expecting Ziran to be so fierce, unable to hold back even first thing in the morning.
*In her mind, the number one beauty of the Imperial Capital, the pure goddess Ziran, should have been as cold and clean as jade, far from being interested in men. Otherwise, she wouldn't have slept on the sofa all night last night.*
But now, Sister Ziran shockingly didn't bother to hide it at all, just hoisted Xiao Ye over her shoulder and carried him straight into the bedroom, even saying out loud that she couldn't hold back anymore.
*Such bold words, such savage moves—could this really be the power of love, turning a goddess like Ziran so impatient?*
After that, Xi'Er waited and waited, waited for two hours.
