October 23, 20XX (Wednesday)
Zhao Manor
The sound of his phone's alarm woke Yang from his sleep. His eyes fluttered open with enthusiasm as he felt the bare skin of his wife wrapped around his body, using him as a cuddle pillow. He shifted to a position that was more comfortable and laid on his right side with his arms cushioning his head, making it easier to peek at Mei Lin sleeping with a satisfied smile on her face. Yang hates to brag, but he had lasted very long on their round two.
Last night, he had discovered that many things that Mei Lin likes. First, she wants to be on top, her breasts were her weakest point, and she was flexible. Yang gulped when he remembered Mei Lin perching her legs on his shoulders so he could reach deeper. She was very flexible and very, very dominant in bed. Not to mention how hot it was when she reached the end with legs shaking and euphoria plastered in her face.