131 This thing belongs to me only (third watch)_2

The room was a bit dim.

Yun Ya reached out beside her, finding nothing.

She suddenly sat up straight, the blanket slipping off her body to reveal a vast expanse of fair skin, her neck and chest covered in kiss marks. She didn't have time to care as she nearly scrambled out of bed in a panic, snatched up the sheet to drape over herself, and ran out barefoot.

"Brother Yan~."

The living room was empty, and she felt a pang of loss, thinking he must have already left.

Just then, a deep voice came from the kitchen, "Are you awake?"

Yun Ya turned her head to look and saw the tall young man moving around the kitchen in an apron, steam bubbling above the pot, and a delicious fragrance filling the entire room.

In the frying pan, the sunny-side-up eggs "sizzled" loudly. The young man was in a black T-shirt and black pants, tall and slender. His handsome profile under the morning sun coming through the window was as striking as if chiseled by a sculptor.