In the early hours of the morning,
in the warm bedroom, beneath the soft lighting,
Yuchang lay powerless in Shen Yuan's arms, panting irregularly, not wanting to speak a word.
"Are you ready to rest now?"
Shen Yuan asked, smiling.
Yuchang's body blushed slightly, and she shook her head without speaking. She just wanted to rest for a while to recover her strength.
"You weren't this weak before; after the first class, you still had energy for a second."
Hearing this, Yuchang pouted and retorted, "I'm not weak..."
"So, you mean I've grown stronger?"
"...You know what I mean, I...I can't really say."
Yuchang became even more embarrassed, her cheeks burning, and she buried her head into Shen Yuan's chest.
"Why not just say it?"
Shen Yuan wrapped his arm around her fragrant shoulders, his hand slowly exploring.