บท 750: Shocking Counterattack Of David Against Wang Jian

The day started lazily for Wang Jian as he lay in bed, tangled in silk sheets. Sunlight filtered in through the curtains, casting a warm glow over Bella's smooth, supple skin as she stirred beside him. Her soft curves pressed against him as she stretched, letting out a quiet sigh of satisfaction. Wang Jian smirked to himself, running a hand down her back, enjoying the sensation of her bare skin beneath his fingers.

"Morning, love," Bella murmured, her voice husky from sleep as she rolled over to face him, her lips brushing his neck. She was still sleepy, her hair tousled, but her eyes sparkled with desire.

Wang Jian leaned in and kissed her, his hand trailing lower, pulling her closer. "Morning," he replied casually, his lips hovering just above hers. "Let's take it slow today."