「Early morning.」
The rain from last night had long since stopped. Sunlight glistened on the tender green leaves as sparrows chirped in the branches.
Just a wall away, the bedroom was quiet. In the soft light filtering from under the curtains, the faint outlines of two figures could be seen on the bed, tangled in an intimate embrace.
BUZZ—
The screen of the terminal on the nightstand lit up, but before it could even vibrate, a hand with well-defined knuckles pressed it off.
Xie Youchen had just turned his head to glance at the message when the girl in his arms instinctively tightened her arms around his waist.
"Who is it...?" Jiang Qingli wasn't fully awake yet. She tried to open her eyes several times but couldn't, her muffled voice full of reluctance. "Do you have to go to work?"
