Early Morning
Yu Qingjia woke up from her sleep.
The strangeness in her body and the man beside her told her that yesterday wasn't a dream.
She couldn't help but glance at the person next to her, and in the brightness of the morning light, this man appeared even more profound.
She didn't dare to look any longer. Quietly, she got up and went to the bathroom, letting the water, with rising steam, cascade down her body.
After washing, she looked at herself in the mirror.
Her eyes seemed more alluring, and the moisture in her gaze seemed to carry an infinite tenderness.
The faint steam made her small face look even more beautiful.
Her rounded earlobes were also a vibrant red.
Suddenly, a man's reflection invaded the mirror. She gasped first, then her face filled with shame.
"Yu Qingjia, what kind of woman have you become? Weren't you always looking down on people like this?"
"Women like this are just shameless wretches..."
