After bathing, Ivy Song was already exhausted from the S3xual pleasure. Lucas Sheng carried him back to the room, and as soon as he touched the pillow, his eyelids closed completely after blinking a few times.
Lucas Sheng also fell asleep beside her and they slept in each other's arms. This was the first time he felt it was nice to have a warm and soft girl in his arms.
Early the next morning, Ivy Song was helped out of bed by Lucas Sheng. She was frail, and Lucas Sheng had been so strong last night that her legs and waist were almost broken, and she felt sore and painful.
"Ayuan will be gentler next time."
Lucas Sheng helped her sit in front of the bronze mirror, and took the wooden comb to comb through her increasingly black and shiny hair. As he combed, he recalled the scene of Zhong Yanjing braiding her hair the day before. He thought for a few seconds and said, "Ayuan, let me braid your hair."
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