--The next morning, when Leng Youchen woke up, Wei Anning had already left. He sat up, and along with her departure was the little bun Wei Chenchen. A sticky note was left on the bedside table, and he took it down.
"Breakfast is in the pot; I've taken Chenchen to kindergarten."
Leng Youchen put the note in the drawer, thinking about the bone-consuming pleasure of the previous night, feeling extraordinarily satisfied.
Shy, just shy, still looking for an excuse to run away.
He reached out to cover his eyelids, his mouth curled up. She should be helping him for the first time, otherwise wouldn't be so awkward. He picked up his phone and sent her a text message.
Wei Anning had just returned to the Duke Mansion when her phone vibrated. She opened the text message, a few words leapt before her eyes, "Last night... was very pleasant. Thank you, madam, for offering your first time."
