The next morning, Chi Xiaoyu slept until she woke up naturally.
The other side of the large bed was empty, and the deep indentation in the sheets still bore the outline of where Gong Beiming had slept, the pillow infused with his domineering scent and a faint whiff of cologne.
All of this was proof that she had shared an intense night with him.
She hugged his pillow, a shy blush creeping onto her lips.
The bedroom was spacious and comfortable, the bed soft, and a gentle halo of light penetrated the sheer curtain.
The air was filled with a light fragrance of roses…
Huh? Roses?
She sat up hugging the pillow and looked around.
Indeed, on the white dressing table in the room, a beautiful bunch of Blue Enchantress Roses stood in a white porcelain vase with gold details, adding a romantic touch to the entire bedroom.
"Knock, knock, knock!"
The sound of knocking at the door rose, she got up barefoot from the bed and lazily opened the door.