Translator: Paperplane Editor: Caron_
It wasn't clear just how many times he came; maybe it was three times or maybe it was four times.
All in all, he only extracted himself from her body when he was in complete bliss.
In utter exhaustion, he resisted his tiredness and walked into the bathroom to take a shower. When he returned, he glanced at her silently curled up in bed and lifted his half of the covers. He slipped into bed, shut his eyes and fell asleep.
Han Zhifan didn't wake up until it was light out.?
The result of his drunken sexual antics was an exhausted body and a splitting headache.
Han Zhifan rubbed his temples and tightly furrowed his brows for a while before forcing himself to wake up.
Han Zhifan sat upright then swept a glance at the empty half of the bed. The silhouette of Cheng Weiwan was gone.?
He furrowed his brows slightly but didn't think too much of where Cheng Weiwan could be. He just figured she must be with his son. He picked up his phone and glanced at
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