October 31st evening, a drizzling Tuesday night.
Shinbashi villa, Jiutiao Meijie's bedroom, filled with sweet moans that inspire reverie.
Jiutiao Meijie lay sprawled on the sheets, gently pressed by Dubian Che, who used his fingers to tidy her slightly messy hair.
When her rosy little face was revealed, he kissed her lips.
Jiutiao Meijie was already exhausted, eyes closed, letting Dubian Che kiss her for a while, then raised her hand to tap his back.
"Get off." Her voice was slightly husky, making one's heart ripple.
Dubian Che rolled off.
After cleaning up the traces, they lay back on the bed.
Dubian Che hugged Jiutiao Meijie from behind, pressing her back and hips closely against him.
Jiutiao Meijie's face carried a trace of contented fatigue, leaning comfortably in his arms.
"Seems like it's raining." Dubian Che whispered in her ear.
