An Epiphany
Ran Xueyi woke up early in the morning with a slight headache. She couldn't remember how she got home after last night's party after their frenzied and public demonstration of losing their self-control. The only thing she remembered was that she fainted from the extreme stimulation and pleasure that Song Yu Han brought to her after doing it again and again.
Looking to her right, she saw the man who railed her fiercely and without mercy. He was sleeping so soundly with an arm wrapped across her waist with a peaceful look on his face. If one didn't experience his lustful and beasty actions when they did it, Ran Xueyi would have thought that Song Yu Han looked adorable.
"Hiss..."
Ran Xueyi reached her hand to touch her jaw and hissed. Last night, because she provoked him a bit too much, she had to suffer a little bit and felt her throat sore.
"Morning."