Morning arrived quietly, and with it came the last day of class for the week. Friday mornings had always carried a sense of ease for Lin Feng.
He rose from his bed, stretching lightly, the sunlight filtering through the curtains painting the room in warm hues.
He headed straight for the bath. Tang Aining and Ye Jian were already there, prepared to assist him.
Their hands were gentle but efficient, lathering him with soap and ensuring every inch was clean.
And of course, the two beautiful women nearly drowned him in their huge jade buns, wielding their most priceless assets to full, devastating advantage.
After finishing, he stepped out of the bath and moved toward breakfast, completely unfazed by the curious gaze that lingered on him.
Yun Wanqing was still visibly affected by the previous night. Her eyes, slightly puffy and heavy, betrayed the fact that she had barely slept.
