The next morning, when Gu Shengyin woke up, the first thing she thought of was actually, "What a pity about the red wine from last night, I prepared it especially for your visit."
The man behind her exposed his bare arm, wrapping it around her waist.
Enoch enjoyed the sensation of skin-to-skin contact with his lover very much. He half closed his eyes and planted a kiss on Gu Shengyin's face, "It seems I was too soft-hearted last night to let you off. You still have the energy to think about that."
In her heart, Gu Shengyin huffed: soft-hearted? As if it weren't you who fought valiantly for most of the night.
She pushed away the man clinging to her and got up to enter the bathroom.
By the time she finished bathing and came out, a certain man was leaning half-upright on the bed, looking at her.
He wasn't wearing clothes; a loosely draped blanket hung around his waist. From Gu Shengyin's angle, she could see the smooth and beautiful lines of his muscles.