Unable to refuse her serpent's advances, Yu An felt like a piece of fish being pan-fried, done on one side and then flipped to the other.
When the sound of the shower started up again in the bathroom, their night of passion finally came to a close.
Yu An didn't want to move an inch, lying limp in Mo Yan's arms and letting him clean her up.
Back in the warmth of their bed, it was still early. Yu An rested her head on Mo Yan's arm, her finger idly tracing circles on his chest.
"Mo Yan, let me tell you something..."
Having been apart for so long, the couple had endless things to say to each other. Yu An told him about the Pseudo Beast God and everything that had happened in Winter City, losing all track of time as she spoke. By the time she realized it, the first light of dawn was breaking outside.
Mo Yan listened intently, offering his own opinions from time to time. When he saw Yu An let out an involuntary yawn, he pulled the blanket up higher around her.
