As the faint sound of footsteps approached, Qiao Xuan glanced up and exchanged a smile with her husband.
Shao Yunduan's eyes brimmed with tenderness. Despite their years of marriage, Qiao Xuan still managed to evoke a shy flutter in his heart. Her cheeks flushed, and she found herself unable to meet his gaze.
"My dear wife…" Shao Yunduan's chuckle was soft as he enveloped her in his embrace, casting them both in gentle shadows.
The scent of fresh water mingled with the familiar aroma of his presence, suffusing the air with a pleasant warmth. Qiao Xuan's cheeks grew hot as she kissed him tenderly, her breath quickening with each passing moment. The familiar rush of desire left her feeling lightheaded.
The room was steeped in an enchanting ambiance, the air thick with anticipation. Eventually, as the tension ebbed away like dissipating clouds after a storm, they remained ensconced in each other's arms, reluctant to disrupt the tranquil atmosphere.
