Husband Jing Yuan
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A early Saturday morning, a morning that neither you or your husband, Jingyuan, have to do anything.
The birds were chirping from the open window sill, the early morning breeze flowing in.. A perfect morning for relaxation and alone time.
Jingyuan was sprawled out all over you, his face smooshed into your chest lazily. his soft snores and breathes blew against your skin.