Drowsy

"How are you feeling?"

"...."

Li Xiqing tilted his head and peeked down from the crown of her head. Shao Yan had her cheek puffed as she was pouting and refused to answer him.

She was laying still on top of him in his embrace; with her face as bright as a ripe tomato.

"..... a little sore," she said in soft whispers.

Smirking; he planted a kiss on the top of her head. Li Xiqing reached out to the side, and grabbed his shirt. Then, he wrapped the cloth around her.

One arm around her, and lifted her knee up with the other. Li Xiqing carried her princess style and walked back into the bedroom.

Along the way, Shao Yan glanced around the living room floor where all of their clothes had been discarded messily. She buried her face deeper into his chest; feeling embarrassed at her own actions.

She took a mental note to talk to Li Xiqing tomorrow about moving those chaise lounges to their bedroom instead.