"Mu Yichen, Mu Yichen!"
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The next morning, there was a wild storm.
Mu Yichen lay in bed, quietly admiring the woman who had been exhausted by him several times the previous night.
Her pale skin had a blush of soft pink, so delicate it made him reluctant to open his eyes.
Finally, after these years, his wish was fulfilled.
It seemed that no moment was better than this one.
They didn't need to hurry to get up for work, it would be best if the rain continued.
Qin Mu stirred in Mu Yichen's arms, alerting him that she was awake.
Just because the sound of the rain outside was louder, there was no need to hurry out of bed.
Mu Yichen's hand gently caressed her body, Qin Mu's hoarse voice asked, "What time is it?"
"It's past seven! Sleep a while longer!"
"Hmm! No more sleeping! Someone will definitely be looking for us soon!"
Qin Mu rubbed her eyes, then snuggled closer to enjoy the brief warmth.
