Pei Shaoqing opened his eyes that morning to the feeling of a breeze on his face and instinctively glanced toward the window.
Xie Qingwu stood at the window, gazing out, her black hair cascading down her back like a waterfall. Her body was draped only in a layer of sheer, aquamarine silk. In the sunlight, her seductive form was partially revealed, the curves of her hips and legs especially enchanting.
At the sight, Pei Shaoqing couldn't help but stand at attention.
No matter how strong the sunlight was, it could only shine upon her surface, but he could pour right inside.
"Autumn is here," Xie Qingwu said softly.
Pei Shaoqing got out of bed and wrapped his arms around her, burying his face in the crook of her neck and inhaling deeply. "So what if it's autumn?"
"Autumn is the most beautiful season. Do you like autumn, my husband?"
"Of course. Your husband loves a fine and breezy autumn day," Pei Shaoqing said as he pressed her against the window. "Perfect for an easy lay."
