"She's a virgin."
"Better let her get some good rest."
Wang Ran reined in his inner lust.
He silently watched over the sleeping Yiya, quietly waiting for her to wake up.
Time swiftly moved on to the next day.
"Bad boy..."
At eight o'clock in the morning, Yiya woke up on time under the influence of the [Biological Clock].
As a newly married woman, her face was adorned with two red clouds, shyly revealing an indescribable charm.
She pulled a corner of the quilt to cover her body, but it only covered her chest, leaving her slender collarbones, her long and straight legs, and her translucent, lustrous feet still exposed to Wang Ran's gaze.
Wang Ran gently stroked from her legs down, finally grasping her toes and softly playing with them.
"Ah!"
Yiya couldn't help but let out a sharp scream.
She immediately retracted into the quilt, leaving only a lock of her jet-black hair outside.
"Stop it!"
"You're so naughty! You don't care about me at all!"
"Hmph!"