The morning sun filtered softly through the gauze curtains, casting golden streaks across the room.
Ji Shuang slowly blinked awake, her eyes adjusting to the light and the faint chirping of birds beyond the window mingled with the gentle rustle of leaves in the breeze.
Raising her gaze, she spotted Zhao Tian seated at the edge of the bed with his back to her and her gaze lingered on the scars on his back.
She glanced down at herself, the thin silk of her nightwear having slipped during the night.
A portion of her breasts lay exposed, but she made no effort to cover it.
Instead, she shifted forward, rising to her knees before wrapping her arms gently around Zhao Tian from behind.
"Tian..." she whispered, her voice still laced with sleep.
A soft smile tugged at his lips as he leaned slightly into her embrace "Morning…"
She rested her chin on his shoulder, her breath brushing against his skin as she whispered teasingly, "Did you take a peek?"
