Mo bei is awake

Mo bei, who was lying on the bed, had no idea what had happened.

Her black hair fell on the pillow, and the light shone on her face, making it look as white as snow.

The sunken part of her collarbones looked like the wings of a butterfly.

Her side profile was cold, but she was surprisingly well-behaved.

These were all his.

Feng nai, who had just finished taking a cold shower, was standing beside mo bei. His black hair was still wet, and even his thoughts were filled with possessive desire.

With the towel on his head, he lowered his deep eyes slightly and planted a kiss on mo bei's forehead. He was really happy, and his smile never stopped.

Then, he seemed to have thought of something.

His long and slender fingers hooked a white cloth from the side, and then he dried it with a hairdryer.

When his gaze fell on her, there was still a slight glint in the corners of his eyes.

When her fingertips touched that softness again ...