October 22, 2023, Sunday, sunny, 10~25℃.
Early morning at 6:30, the sky was just faintly bright.
Gentle morning light slanted in through the gaps in the curtains.
The room was quiet, only the occasional car honks from outside and soft breathing within.
Tang Song slowly opened his eyes, and his consciousness gradually cleared.
His fingers moved slightly, immediately touching a smooth and warm skin.
Beside him, Gao Mengting let out a soft "hum," deep and light, quite pleasant.
Tang Song turned sideways and saw his partner curled up.
Her face was buried between his arm and the pillow, a strand of hair falling beside her lashes, her breathing warm and steady.
The blanket slipped slightly, revealing her collarbone and shoulders marked with kiss marks.
Like clusters of red plums blooming quietly in the snowfield.
Tang Song lowered his head, also noticing the kiss marks on his own body.
He let out a light breath, feeling a sudden, inexplicable stirring.
