After a long while.
The two, now fully dressed, rode together.
Audrey leaned weakly against Allen's chest, her beauty radiant like a peach blossom.
She was languid, like a swan struck by a hunter's arrow.
On her slender, graceful white neck, the faint marks of last night's "arrows" still lingered. Oh, the greedy hunter...
Audrey didn't straddle the bull; instead, she let Allen hold her, sitting sideways on his soft clothes with her legs together.
Allen, wearing only a coat, didn't feel cold at all; rather, he felt warm and couldn't hide the smile on his face.
Audrey, slightly annoyed, gently poked Allen's forehead with her finger: "I never thought you'd succeed so quickly!"
Allen responded seriously: "It's not about success or failure. From another perspective, didn't you succeed too?"