Every New Year's Eve requires staying up late, but truly staying up all night isn't very feasible. After midnight, the sound of firecrackers in the Capital City gradually subsided, and the Princess Residence also fell into a quiet silence.
After washing up, Gu Jiao came out of the bathhouse, and Xiao Hen was still awake, sitting on the bed reading a book.
When the Princess Residence was initially built, they dug heating channels under the floors of the main courtyards, connected to an outside entrance. During winter, they only needed to burn firewood at the entrance to let the heat travel through the channels into the rooms.
It's commonly known as underfloor heating.
The room was very warm. Xiao Hen leaned against the headboard with one leg lazily stretched out and the other casually bent at the knee.
He was only wearing a thin white nightgown. Its collar was unadjusted, casually open, revealing his exquisite collarbone, and above it, a seductive Adam's apple.
