Our Future

Early in the morning, the sun shone through the gaps in the curtains, waking the sleeping woman.

Feng Xue'er rubbed her eyes. She stretched out her hand to touch the sheet next to her. It was ice-cold. She slowly opened her eyes, but the spot beside her had long since become empty.

She sat up and lightly gasped. Her fingers slowly rubbed her waist, and she felt an incomparably aching pain all over her body.

She looked at the spot next to her and a hint of shyness that was filled with satisfaction appeared in her eyes. She had always felt that Ji Mubai was a strong and weak man, but she didn't expect him to be so valiant on the bed.

Feng Xue'er opened the door and smelled a burst of fragrance coming from the living room. She slowly walked over and saw Ji Mubai standing in the kitchen in a bathrobe, his hair slightly wet.

"Mu Bai, what are you doing?" Feng Xue'er's face was bright red as she asked with a smile.