Morning

Bai Pu rubbed her eyes and yawned as she woke up.

She couldn't understand why she felt sore and achy in her waist and back after a good night's sleep.

As she stretched her hand out from under the covers, her slender legs shifted, preparing for a lazy stretch.

But halfway through her stretch, her elbow met with a warm and solid touch.

Bai Pu blinked in surprise and quickly turned her head.

She was met with a pair of deep eyes, and the man's eyebrow raised casually as he parted his lips and said, "Good morning."

Bai Pu's eyes widened, and in that moment of clarity, she abruptly swallowed the words she was about to say. It happened so abruptly that she hiccuped. Lu Zhaohe leaned on his side, supporting his head with one hand, calmly observing her.

Upon hearing the hiccup, his brows furrowed with evident disdain. "What did you eat last night?"

Just as he finished speaking, Bai Pu's stomach growled loudly, the sound muffled by the blanket.