Both were fastidious people, and after such a long time of intimacy in the nude, they were drenched in sweat, sticky and sticky.
Pei Yuqing sat up, untied the layers of curtains, and called for the waiting servants outside to bring hot water to the adjacent cleansing room.
When everyone left, he wanted to carry her off the bed again, but Xie Wanqing quickly refused and put on a robe herself, getting up to go to the cleansing room.
Such intimate acts as bathing together, she really couldn't manage.
The warm water flowed over her body, and she gave herself a quick wash, so tired that her eyelids drooped. When she returned to the bed, she fell asleep almost as soon as her head hit the pillow.
When Pei Yuqing returned, all he saw was a fragrant-sleeping girl curled up under the covers, with only a little face exposed.
He smiled, lifted the quilt, got into bed, and pulled her into his arms, holding her tight and close.
Their bodies fit tightly together, so perfectly aligned.
