The next day, the morning light shone brightly, with the summer sun illuminating the courtyard, casting a dazzling golden glow. The pavilions and buildings appeared as if draped in golden veils, splendid and majestic.
This also made the air grow stuffy and hot.
Chen Mo opened his eyes, turned his face, and suddenly felt his arms tingling. He found Xiao Yunxi and Xiao Ya each holding one of his arms tightly. Their long, slender, white legs were draped over him, yet Chen Mo felt no enjoyment, rather a bit hot.
Looking at the golden light pouring in through the window, Chen Mo understood that Linzhou was starting to warm up too.
He gently withdrew his arms from the embrace of the two women, wanting to go out and call the servants to bring water for a bath. After a night of lingering tenderness, he was covered in sweat, mixed with a different kind of smell. Though not exactly unpleasant, it was somewhat uncomfortable if not washed away.
