One week later.
After a heavy snow, the weather cleared up. In the morning, Han Yi lazily stretched her arm from under the covers, opened her eyes, and was ready to get up.
A pair of large hands stretched out from under the quilt and pulled her back in.
"Honey, what are you doing!!"
"Stay with me a little longer!"
"You're annoying, it's already half-past eight... I don't want to sleep anymore! Get up and exercise a bit!"
Today is the court hearing about Han Yuxuan's custody case.
Han Yi tried to dress casually.
Gong Tingxuan came out after taking a shower, his solid muscles on display, with only a towel around his waist, sexy and bold.
Han Yi was buttoning up, and he came from behind and hugged her.
Another passionate kiss.
He only let go of her when she couldn't breathe.
