After another night of pleasure, midway through the quiet night, Ansheng woke up from the bed, smacked his lips, and felt a bit groggy.
For some reason, his sleepiness had faded somewhat, leaving Ansheng with no choice but to quietly open his eyes and stare up at the pitch-black ceiling.
After staring blankly for a moment, he turned his head slightly to look at Miaomiao, who was curled up in his arms, her bare body snuggled against him as she breathed softly. The warmth of her soft body was clearly transmitted to him.
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