Just some hours after an intimate intercourse, Feng Xin sat up on the bed, looking outside the window as the sunrises into a calm morning... His hair were opened, a little messy; which he tied up in his usual messy bun while a thick strand drapes down his left eye, his lower body was covered with a blanket, his upper body naked, covered with scratch marks and hickeys, implying what happened last night.

A yawn was heard coming from the other side of the bed, as Feng Xin turned around to glance at Mu Qing, who had his body wrapped in the same blanket as Feng Xin, lazily rubbing his eyes as he continued to lie down on the bed unmoving... his milky white skin of the neck red with marks, as he looks over at Feng Xin with an unfocused gaze since he just woke up. "Mn... Feng Xin...?"