Gu Jingchen, who had been forcing himself to stay serene and self-restrained for the sake of his beloved young wife, suddenly seemed to bask in the sun's radiance, flipping swiftly and decisively. His toned body pressed his cherished little wife onto the sofa.
The next day.
Just like yesterday, Shang Xixia woke up late with the sun already high in the sky. She rubbed her sleepy eyes, smoothed her slightly disheveled long hair, and glanced at the time. Feeling mildly annoyed, she pouted and threw a resentful glance at the man lying beside her, who had been awake for a long time and was gazing at her.
The older man clearly had already showered. He lay beside her, fresh and clean, wearing a gray casual top paired with black pants, waiting for her to wake up. His dark eyes brimmed with deep affection, and his robust hand rested lightly against the sharp line of his temples as he gazed at her with undying tenderness.
"Shall we go to the Gu Mansion today?"
