A Morning With Her

Cheng Lingzhu kissed him with force and passion.

After a long while, they finally parted.

Lu Xuan gasped for air, still stunned from Cheng Lingzhu's bold advance.

She was unexpectedly proactive…

Lu Xuan thought to himself.

Cheng Lingzhu wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, her ears flushed red. She straightened her back, her eyes slightly glazed:

"How did it feel?"

Lu Xuan pondered for a moment.

"I couldn't quite taste it, should we try again?"

"In your dreams."

Cheng Lingzhu huffed, about to say something more, but then yawned and collapsed into Lu Xuan's arms.

The blush on the young girl's face was a mix of the effects of the wine and sleepiness. She fell asleep right there.

Lu Xuan, smiling, shook his head and lifted her into the bed.