The next day.
Warm, gentle sunlight streamed into the master bedroom of the luxurious suite.
Shredded pieces of Balenciaga black stockings were scattered across the floor.
A toppled-over pair of high heels—Valentino stilettos with their signature rivets—lay beside them.
These were all props Qi Sheng had his butler, Dana, buy for Du Xinxin to spice things up.
By the latter half of the night, Du Xinxin had gotten a little more used to it.
The two had gone at it wildly until after three in the morning before finally falling asleep in each other's arms.
Du Xinxin groggily opened her eyes to find Qi Sheng already awake, watching her with rapt attention.
She let out a shy whimper and burrowed into Qi Sheng's arms.
"My little sleepyhead, you're finally awake. I'll carry you to go wash up. Then I'll have the butler tell the kitchen to prepare lunch. After we eat, I'll take you back to school."
