And so, the two of them finally ended up together.
The first ray of the morning sun shone into the room, lighting up both their faces.
They opened their eyes and just looked at each other, neither wanting to get up.
"Wife, did you sleep well?" Yang Ming asked.
"Husband, did you sleep well?" Xiaoxiao asked.
The two who spoke simultaneously shared a knowing smile, and their hearts still raced with the blush of last night's memories.
"Shall we get up?" Yang Ming asked.
"Let's not get up," Xiaoxiao replied.
She felt embarrassed, really wanting to just lie there, yet she knew it wasn't quite possible.
"Then we won't get up," Yang Ming said indulgently.
"What about you?" Xiaoxiao asked.
"I'm not getting up either," Yang Ming replied.
The two of them lay there, you looking at me and I looking at you, sweetness filling their eyes.
But lying there in silence was somewhat awkward.
So Xiaoxiao broke the silence, "Husband, let me tell you about some modern things."
