A multimedia message popped up.
Yao Beidi clicked on it.
Inside was a photo of Xiao Ye's bare back, showering.
The content of the message read: "We're getting ready for bed."
Yao Beidi clenched her phone tightly.
Firmly gripping it in her palm.
Scattered sunlight shone through the curtains, landing on the floor where a slit appeared as the wind blew them aside. Qiao Xiguan wiggled her toes, watching the light dance with the breeze.
Monday.
Get up, go to work.
She stretched lazily and climbed out of bed.
Her gaze shifted.
Gu Zichen was still lying next to her, sleeping soundly.
It must be late by now.
It was rare for him to be in her bed at this hour.
A pleasant curve formed naturally at the corners of her mouth as her hand unwittingly traced the perfect arc of his lips, the soft touch filled with unusual emotions. The smile on her face reached her eyes, making her pleasure evident.
Suddenly, she bent over and pressed her lips lightly against his.