A ray of sunshine in the early morning gently penetrated into the window and shone on the two tired people on the bed.
The white gauze curtains in the room were blown up by the wind, and the ground was covered with torn clothes. Unfortunately, I imagine what happened here last night.
The boy closed his eyes and shook his head gently. However, he remembered what happened last night, opened his eyes hard, then turned his head to look at the little woman in his arms, and smiled in a sunny way.
Murong Yunze used all his strength to support his tired body, leaned against the head of the bed, and then hugged Wanyan Fei tightly, his eyes full of love.
The medicine was so effective last night. I guess this girl must be exhausted!
Thinking of this, Murong Yunze stretched out his hands to sort out Liuhai for her, but accidentally woke her up.
"It hurts..." She moaned softly and opened her sleepy eyes.
"Are you okay? Fei'er." He picked her up and made her lean against her chest, and she hugged him on the waist.
After her consciousness became a little clearer, Wanyan Fei gently rubbed his smooth chest, but the next second, she suddenly got into the quilt, "You, can you wear a piece of clothing?"