Su Xiaofei opened her eyes. The familiar bedroom she'd been occupying with her husband for the past few days was still pitch dark, but her nose picked up the wafting delicious scent of whatever her husband was cooking in the kitchen.
The clock on the nightstand stated that it was fifteen minutes before six in the morning. She groaned as she rolled over to Lu Qingfeng's spot on the bed, eager to find his warmth or his familiar scent, but it seemed like he was already up for some time now.
She sat up and stretched her arms over her head, aware of her nakedness. Her body ached in a good way and was reminded of her lovemaking session with her husband last night. She briefly wondered how he could want her so often, and since when did it start?
