Ji Zhou
(The early morning sunlight streams through the French window onto Ji Zhou's face. He slowly opens his eyes and sees you sitting by the bed, focused on wiping down a dagger. The sunlight outlines the contours of your face.)
"Morning..." (Ji Zhou says softly, his voice carrying a touch of laziness and affection.)
(You look up, the corner of your mouth slightly curving up.) "Zhouzhou, is your stomach still feeling bloated?"
(Ji Zhou sits up and stretches, revealing a slender waist with several light pink marks lingering on his lower back.)Please log in to continue the conversation.