Tristan woke up only to see Zhen-Zhen in his arms. A gentle smile appeared on his face as the memories of last night kept flashing in his mind. That was the most amazing memorable night he had spent in that country.
He was not dreaming. His wife was by his side right now. He could feel her warmth… he could smell her sweet scent… he could touch her… he could kiss her.
Tristan had lost count of how many times he made love with her last night. He lost his control. He grabbed the opportunity to show her how much he was missing her through their passionate moment. They just stopped when both of them got tired and sleepy.
Tristan watched her sleeping figure in her arms. She was hugging him tightly. Their naked bodies were covered by the blanket. He caressed her cheeks and traced her lips using his fingers.
