The stormy winds and heavy rain subsided by dawn, as sunlight sneaked through the gap in the curtains and into the room, slowly dispersing the opulent air that had accumulated throughout the night.

On the French-style bed, brimming with the rich color of aristocratic courts, two naked bodies clung tightly to one another.

The golden sunlight spilled over Shen Yunqing's pale and delicate face. Her fragile skin, as smooth and transparent as a peeled egg, and her disheveled black hair — silky and glossy — spread smoothly across the bed.

The strong and forceful heartbeat echoed in Shen Yunqing's eardrums, accompanying her fluctuating breaths. Her eyes tightly shut, greedily inhaling his scent, the corner of her mouth harboring a sweet smile, she comfortably dreamed away.

As consciousness slowly returned to her mind, she resisted waking. She felt so weary, so tired, drained of strength — the aftermath of being consumed by the flames of passion. Her strength was totally burned out, just like his, as he had struck hard, snatched wildly, and expended his vigorous energy until they both collapsed, powerless. Only then did he tightly hold her, floating together in the river of love.

She didn't even have the strength to open her eyes to see his sleeping face, to check if it was as adorable as she imagined.

Sleeping in his arms was enough for her in this lifetime.

His hot breath, teasing like a feather, gently swept across her face again and again, tenderly calming her nerves,inside and out.

Shifting her face slightly, a soft murmur trickled out from her throat, "Mmm..."

Her thick, long lashes trembled slightly as her eyes slowly opened to behold a stunningly handsome sculpted face entering Shen Yunqing's sight.

From blurry to clear, well-defined and extraordinary, his brows slightly raised but soft at the same time, rippling with satisfaction and charm

"Ah ..." A terrified scream harshly disrupted the morning tranquility, echoing through the room.

After realizing that the man with whom she intertwined was not the one she had dreamed of, Shen Yunqing screamed in surprise, hastily leaping up and disregarding her sore waist and aching legs, rolling and crawling off the bed.

She yanked her dress from the scattered clothes on the floor to cover her nude body.

God, what on earth had happened?

Last night she was clearly with... How could... Who is this man... Shen Yunqing was completely flabbergasted, her mind seemed to halt at this very moment!

The man on the bed opened his sharp eyes and sat up lazily. He looked at Shen Yunqing’s pale and terrified face.

Regardless of the clothing covering her body, the purple and blue love bites on her neck and chest were still flamboyantly exposed in the air, proclaiming his crazy conquest from the night before.

“There's not a spot on your body my hands haven't roamed. Is it still necessary to cover it?” A naughty smile curled upon his thin lips.

“Who...are...you?” she stuttered. Each word stabbed into her heart like a knife.

“This is the most ludicrous thing I’ve ever heard; woman, you tell me who am I?”

The mockery in his eyes seemed to freeze when encountering her terrified gaze. The woman's reaction was unlike any woman who had ever woken up on his bed. Her fear and wariness of him did not appear to be feigned.

Her clean face revealed boundless and unbearable sorrow...

Deep dark eyes full of disdain for Shen Yunqing, women who willingly climbed into his bed were never worthy of his pity.

Everyone who knew Chu Yixuan understood he was only interested in the "sexual" aspect with women, not feelings, let alone responsibility.

Not everyone could play adult games. If you step in, you must be prepared for all consequences.