After a night of togetherness, it only stopped at dawn.
On the bed lay a delicate body, flawless as though sculpted by God himself, undefiled by any blemish. Gazing upon the sleeping Xia Ziqi, Fang Yi did not disturb her. Instead, he quietly got up, dressed, and left her home.
Upon stepping into his own apartment, Fang Yi found a certain queen sitting on the living room sofa. As if he hadn't noticed anyone, he kept his head down and headed straight for his bedroom.
Fang Yuying, the corner of her mouth curved into a mischievous smile, uncharacteristically didn't call out to Fang Yi. He breathed a sigh of relief, but as he was about to open his bedroom door and found a young girl changing inside, he quickly shut the door, and returned to the living room.
Then, Fang Yi dragged a small stool and sat down directly opposite Fang Yuying.
With a smile, Fang Yuying teased, "Come on, little brother, don't look so glum. Smile for your sister," she gestured with her fingers.
