「The next day.」
Wen Ci was woken by hunger. Last night, that damn man had shown no regard for her body, ravishing her again and again like a wolf starved for decades.
To be fair, Huo Jingyuan's stamina was ridiculously good.
Wen Ci couldn't help but sigh. 'You really shouldn't get too cocky,' she thought. After all, that dog of a man had taught her a harsh lesson last night.
She sat up, rubbing her sore waist, and pulled open the curtains. Spring sunlight streamed into the room, revealing blue skies and white clouds outside.
Wen Ci was wearing a silk nightgown. Her stomach was rumbling, and she was planning to make a bowl of instant noodles when she saw Huo Jingyuan walk to the bedroom doorway.
He was dressed in camouflage training fatigues with an apron tied around his waist. His abyss-black eyes held a sated smile. "I proved my stamina last night. I wasn't exaggerating, was I?"
Huo Jingyuan's voice was deep and rich, like a strong liquor.
