Next morning, Theresa Mo opened her eyes, the brightness of the sun rushing into her eyes. She yawned and looked at the side where Junxie usually sleeps, but he wasn't there.

She touched the space and it was cold. He definitely must have stood up early.

She raised herself to a sitting position. She felt sore all over. The memory of the pleasure of the previous night flowed through her mind.

It was something sweet and fun to do with someone special. She had enjoyed ...