Inside the bathroom, playful panting and giggling filled the air, accompanied by the constant sound of rushing water.
The two of them tumbled around in the bathroom for who knows how long.
...
Dawn was breaking.
Xia Ziqi woke up leisurely and found that Fang Yi had risen earlier than she had.
As if possessed, Xia Ziqi drew circles on Fang Yi's bare, muscular chest.
Unlike the stormy passion of last night, Fang Yi spoke with unimaginable tenderness, "You've woken up so early, why not sleep a little longer."
As she kept drawing circles on his chest, Xia Ziqi said, "I want to accompany you."
I want to accompany you.
Those simple three words, not said with much weight, nor with deep passion, but they were enough to convey Xia Ziqi's intentions.
The sky outside the window was faintly bright, still chaotic, as it tends to get light very late on winter mornings.
