It seemed she had slept for a long time; Su Wan was awakened by thirst. Squinting at the unfamiliar room, she suddenly recalled that she was at God's house.
The faint light streaming through the blinds indicated it was still daytime.
The pain in her abdomen had eased considerably, and Su Wan glanced around.
God's room was extremely simple in terms of color—black, white, and gray. The decorations were all elegant and plain, quite reflective of his style.
She pulled the quilt closer and took a whiff; it was filled with his refreshing and pleasant scent.
Feeling inexplicably thrilled, Su Wan clutched the quilt and, contrary to her usual self, rolled around on the bed a few times before burying her face in the pillow, giggling softly.
She actually slept in God's bed \(//∇//)\
She slept in God's bed \(//∇//)\
She felt like a lovesick fool.
