After sitting on the beach chair outside the hot spring, Aiden Yu pushed her into the bathroom again. The sound of splashing water was the whole world at that moment. In the world, there was only the surging and steaming hot steam. Later, they both fell onto the big bed. The rose petals on the bed were scattered all over the floor, still charming and fragrant.
The madness of life continued until the deep, deep night, until finally, they were both exhausted and embraced each other into a deep sleep. This dream was as deep as a baby's sleep, pure and safe, with only sound sleep left.
When the warm breeze of the next day blew through the open French windows and slowly woke Aiden Yu up, Aiden Yu still maintained a slight sense of comfort and confusion as if he didn't know what day it was.
After a few breaths of confusion, the passionate memories of last night flooded into his mind. He turned around and saw Logan Wen sleeping beside him.
Logan Wen was sleeping soundly, with his cheek rubbed between the pillow and his shoulder. The pillow was only pressed a little bit, and most of his face was buried in his shoulder, with only a little bit of his chin exposed. There was a small red mark on it, and no one knew where it came from.
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