He Was Always Thinking About Sex

Other parts of her body were fine, except for that one particular spot. She could feel the soreness, making her a little weak in her knees. Where was he anyway?

Gu Xijiu took a look around the house and was pleased by every single piece of the furniture. Even looking at the vase delighted her. There was a stack of well-folded clothes at the corner of the bed. They were yellow and silky. The color made her feel blossomy like a spring flower.

Di Fuyi had prepared the clothes for her. Gu Xijiu looked into the mirror and examined herself. Her eyes looked bright, and her lips were cherry red. She went crimson with delight, looking so tender and lovely like a blossoming flower.

She touched her lips, as her lips were a little swollen. Moreover, there were love marks all over her neck. People would easily notice the marks, so she was too embarrassed to leave the house.

 "You are awake. Why don't you get more sleep?" Di Fuyi suddenly entered the house.