"She's a first-timer."
"Let her rest well."
Wang Ran reined in his wicked thoughts.
He silently watched over the sleeping Yiya, quietly waiting for her to wake up.
Time flew, and the next day arrived.
"Bad treasure..."
At eight o'clock in the morning, Yiya woke up punctually under the influence of the [Biological Clock].
As a new bride, blushes fluttered across her face, her shyness laced with an indescribable allure.
She pulled a corner of the quilt to cover herself, but it only concealed her chest, her slim off-shoulder, long and straight legs, and her crystal-clear feet were still exposed to Wang Ran's gaze.
Wang Ran stroked her legs from top to bottom, eventually grabbing her toes and gently playing with them.
"Ah!"
Yiya couldn't help but let out a sharp scream.
She quickly withdrew into the quilt, with only a lock of her black hair still visible outside.
"Stop it!"
"You're so mean! You don't care about me at all!"
"Hmph!"