Pei Yuanchen dug her out from under the blanket, held her in his arms, and asked in a low voice, "Have you slept enough?"
Ziyi covered her mouth and let out a delicate yawn, nodding, "I've slept enough."
Pei Yuanchen looked at her lazy face, feeling warmth in his heart.
"If you've slept enough, get up quickly." His voice turned hoarse, and he poked her cheek, "Get dressed and come out, lunch is ready."
Ziyi still held onto his waist, refusing to move in his arms, "Uncle Xiaobao, help me get dressed."
The man's Adam's apple bobbed, and his hot large hand lifted her skirt, accurately caressing her bottom, "You want it again?"
She blushed and pushed his hand away, "I... I'll dress myself."
Although it felt good while doing it, she was really exhausted. Her waist and legs were sore now.
Pei Yuanchen snorted, finally withdrawing his hand, and lowered his head to suck on her lips.
The man left the room.
