The next day, the first ray of morning light filters through the gaps in the curtains and into the room. The dazed Chen Yuan is momentarily blinded by the light and slowly opens his eyes, waking up from a light sleep.
At this moment, Zhou Fu, just like him, also opens her eyes in a bit of a daze and then uses her hand to shield herself from the light.
"Good morning, baby..."
Although she is speaking, Zhou Fu still looks a bit sleepy and reluctant to wake up, snuggling into Chen Yuan's embrace and stretching lazily.
Her soft, white arm slowly stretches out, taking along a few inches of fullness beneath it.
"Fufu, your underarms are so smooth."
Then, with one sentence, Chen Yuan fully wakes Zhou Fu. She turns her head, glares at him, and complains, both embarrassed and annoyed, "That's too quick a turn... make it a bit more romantic."
"It's pretty romantic to me."
Chen Yuan says while holding her arm and observing.
"Oh… you're annoying!"
