The man continued to gaze at the beloved little woman, his eyes gleaming red like a fire about to ignite.
"Hmm, I know. My husband would never wrong me. He will never do anything to hurt me."
She solemnly repeated her words, nodding firmly. The man's body was so warm, so comforting, nurturing the naturally cold-framed little woman with a sense of bliss. She gently closed her eyes, wishing to fall asleep in this warm embrace.
But unfortunately, the girl's wish did not come true...
When everything was over and Shang Xixia woke from her deep sleep, it was already noon. She turned, noticing her beloved man was no longer in bed. Without needing to guess, she knew he must be working. The girl rubbed her soft, long hair, her starry eyes carrying a faint trace of annoyance—half the day was already gone because of her slumber.
After taking a shower and putting on the clothes prepared earlier in the presidential lounge, the girl walked out of the lounge.
