*
An Xiaoyu fell asleep.
Gazing at her delicate, shy, and naive face, Shen Yufeng couldn't help but smile.
He held her in his embrace, as if holding his most precious treasure.
Shen Yufeng looked down at the person in his arms, his heart filled with mixed emotions.
And in this lifetime, he was probably going to be truly smitten with this young woman!
She was one of a kind, the one he wanted to cherish most in his heart.
At this moment, his heart was filled with warmth.
And now, she was right by his side.
His...
His alone...
No matter how many people adored her, her body already bore his exclusive mark.
The next morning.
An Xiaoyu struggled to open her sleepy eyes, only to see a handsome face magnified before her, so vivid and clear.
It was Shen Yufeng.
An Xiaoyu blinked.
Shen Yufeng slowly leaned in and whispered:
"Wife, good morning!"
An Xiaoyu felt her whole body stiffen, her mind turning to mush.
