Dark curtains were drawn before the windows, not letting the light of the day to disturb the sleep of the people inside. The room was filled with silence and peace along with a musky scent in the air that could make any mature person blush.
On the bed, a toned figure was sprawled with only a quilt covering the lower part of his body. The petite figure beside him had her face buried in the crook of his neck and her soft breathing sound could be heard. She even had a small smile playing on her lips, feeling content.
Suddenly, a vibrating sound made the man on the bed toss a bit and with his squinted eyes, he lifted his hand to find the mobile on the nightstand. Not wanting to open the eyes, he directly accepted the call and placed the phone against his ear. "Hello!" His groggy voice could be heard.
"Qiao! You jerk! You are so dead!" Being cursed at early in the morning, obviously, Li Qiao didn't feel good.
