Chapter 1385 - 1383: Good Morning, Little Gua
As she drifted in and out of sleep, she suddenly felt herself being lifted off the ground, and instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist to prevent herself from falling.
Yan Yan, embracing her in this position, strode towards the bedroom next door.
Once inside the room, he placed her gently on the soft, large bed, and before the young girl could react, he descended upon her.
Outside the window, the rain continued to fall, the air was damp and cold, yet the temperature inside the room was gradually rising, creating an atmosphere of intimacy.
All sounds were drowned out by the rain.
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The following noon, after a night of continuous rain, the weather finally cleared up, and sunlight quietly streamed into the bedroom through the curtains.
The two-meter wide bed was already a chaotic mess.
The young girl lay on her side under the covers, her brows gently furrowed, her breathing soft and even, deeply asleep, seemingly exhausted.
Her exposed shoulder and arm were covered with countless marks; the contrast between her fair skin and the red imprints was particularly alarming.
After an unknown amount of time, her little finger moved slightly, and her consciousness gradually returned.
Before opening her eyes, she felt an unusual discomfort as if her body had been run over by a car, her whole being strangely affected.
Her brows involuntarily furrowed along with her discomfort as she slowly opened her eyes, finally adjusting to the light around her.
Lowering her head, she saw the marks on her body.
Yun Qiluo paused for a moment, blinking her eyes.
She instinctively tried to prop herself up, but as she moved, her body felt like it was falling apart; she couldn’t help but let out a soft moan: "Mmm..."
"Awake?"
At this moment, a lazy, pleasant voice came from beside her.
Yun Qiluo turned her head and saw the man sitting in a chair beside her, dressed in a black silk robe that hung loosely on him, the neckline opened wide, revealing his fair chest.
He exuded a lazy aura, his eyes and brows reflecting an undisguisable sense of satisfaction, and even his lips hinted at a subtle smile.
He seemed to be in a very good mood.
Seeing his face, Yun Qiluo’s memory gradually returned, vague flashes of some unsuitable-for-children scenes crept into her mind.
Her face instantly flushed crimson, and she immediately pulled the duvet that had slipped off her shoulder back up, covering herself tightly, leaving only her little head exposed.
Her gaze dared not meet his, stammering: "B-Beautiful woman..."
Seeing her overwhelmed with embarrassment, Yan Yan’s heart softened even more; he got up to wrap both her and the duvet in his embrace.
He lowered his head and affectionately kissed her flushed cheek: "Little Gua, good morning."
"Morning..."
Yan Yan asked again: "Anywhere else feel uncomfortable?"
Yun Qiluo’s ears reddened even further as she burrowed her face into his chest: "It feels a bit strange..."
Yan Yan lazily replied: "I asked, and you’ll be fine in a few days. It’s normal to feel a bit uncomfortable initially," he paused, his large hand soothingly caressing atop her head, "Plus, you recover quickly, so don’t worry."
His comfort only made things worse; Yun Qiluo felt her face burning, her entire being was overwhelmed, and she dared not move, simply shrinking into the bed.