The sun had climbed to its peak, the afternoon light making every shade of green richer and more vibrant. Beneath the sheltering canopy, Su Wanyan and the others continued resting in the cool shade, conversation drifting lazily from one random topic to another.
Su Wanyan, still forced to rest her head against Mo Xingxue's shoulder thanks to PD Xu Cui's earlier intervention, remained comfortably settled there.
The warmth of the omega's body and the steady rhythm of her breathing created a quiet, private bubble. Her right hand was busy squeezing and playfully pinching Mo Yan's soft cheeks, while her left arm had once again found its natural place around Mo Xingxue's waist.
