The Jade Bed, bare just a moment ago, was instantly transformed with a wave of Feng Cangwu's hand.
Soft cushions now adorned the bed, and a canopy had even been hung above it.
Before Ji Xiaosong even had time to think, Feng Cangwu swept her up into his arms.
"Today was a bit rushed. When we go to see your parents, I'll prepare some more substantial gifts."
Before Ji Xiaosong could react, their two figures were already merging as one on the newly furnished Jade Bed.
They went from fumbling to masterful in just a few practice sessions.
...
For a full month, Ji Xiaosong hardly left the room.
Feng Cangwu had thrown himself into all sorts of novel explorations, never tiring of them.
Finally, when Ji Xiaosong could no longer stand being tossed and turned day and night, she braced her aching lower back and kicked Feng Cangwu right out of bed.
"I want to go home!"
