Due to certain unspeakable 'activities', Ruan Qi slept until noon the next day.
The weather was great today; the gentle sunlight streamed in through the thin gauze curtain, making everything feel warm and cozy.
But Ruan Qi just felt particularly sore.
A man who had been abstinent for over a week is really terrifying, even though Xi Jiu was already very gentle last night, his stamina and endurance were too good, and Ruan Qi was still worn out, her whole body felt weak and even her fingers didn't want to move.
At this moment, she was lying on the bed, her eyes vacant as if she were a played-out doll.
Bai Li in the Sea of Consciousness looked at the young lady like this and couldn't help but 'tsk'.
"Ah, youth is wonderful, so strong and full of life, it's like a party every night. An old man like me really can't bear to watch."
Ruan Qi blushed with embarrassment.
"Uncle Baili, you're so improper."
