When Yan Moshan woke up the next morning, he couldn't help but smile faintly as he remembered the events of the previous night; it was a bit of a pity that he hadn't taken that final step in the end.
But there was nothing Yan Moshan could do; he always thought that he couldn't simply lose his virginity in a casual encounter. It had to be with a woman he truly liked, like someone from an unspoiled rural family like Fan Zaoni, or a city girl like Xu Xiaoya, though the likelihood of that was quite small.
With this thought, Yan Moshan felt much better and, feeling hungry, got up and walked toward the village—it was also time for breakfast.