"She was a first-timer."
"Let her get some good rest."
Wang Ran reined in his lascivious thoughts.
He silently watched over the sleeping Yiya, waiting quietly for her to awaken.
Time flashed by, and it was the next day.
"Bad baby..."
At eight in the morning, under the influence of the [Biological Clock], Yiya woke up punctually.
Now a newlywed, her face was suffused with twin blushes, her coyness laced with an indefinable allure.
She drew over a corner of the blanket to cover her body, but it only hid her chest. Her slim, off-the-shoulder neckline, long, straight legs, and translucent, jade-like feet were still exposed to Wang Ran's gaze.
Wang Ran caressed down her legs from top to toe, finally grasping her toes and gently playing with them.
"Ah!"
Yiya couldn't help but cry out.
She immediately withdrew into the blanket, leaving only a lock of her dark hair outside.
"Stop it!"
"You're so bad! You don't feel sorry for me at all!"
"Humph!"