Huo Zun chuckled silently, looking at the person and the cat, the scene unexpectedly harmonious.
Huo Zun leaned down, kissing the woman's red lips.
Hua Nuan's lips were soft, like a peach, and the feeling of the kiss was exquisite.
Like a dragonfly skimming the water, Huo Zun reluctantly left the woman's cherry lips, then picked up an ancient book nearby and read elegantly.
The butler and others watched Hua Nuan sleeping soundly with her head resting on Huo Zun's legs. The man clearly didn't want anyone to disturb them, so everyone retreated, and the maids couldn't help but steal a few more glances.
For the man's reading manner truly had an indescribable elegance to it.
...
Hua Nuan slept until evening, awoke groggily, and heard her stomach growling with hunger, somewhat disliking herself.
Well, having eaten lunch and then slept, she was hungry again.
Hua Nuan lazily turned over, noticing it wasn't quite the same as usual, her eyes sparkled.
