Dawn lifted its curtains slowly. The warm golden rays of the morning sun shone amongst the seams of white cottony clouds, sprinkling radiant gold flecks on every corner. Everything was luxuriously golden. 

The world was only capable of looking like heaven at sunrise. 

An ethereal man gently removed himself from a web of entangled female limbs. He clambered off bed gently and clothed himself. 

Truth to be told, Long Bing and Liang Siyao were awake when Xia Lei started to stir. It was just that they hadn’t bothered to move another muscle, merely sparing him a glance before resuming their slumber. The child in their womb exhausted them and their need for resources greatly. Among it had included oxygen, which was why they constantly felt lethargic and in a need for a good nap. 

Xia Lei tidied himself up and returned to the bedside. The sight before him was marvellous. Pale snowy peaks and curves had proved to give him wobbly knees and a pained waist. Nonetheless, it reignited the fire of his lust. Xia Lei could only smile bitterly at the scenery before reaching over for a duvet and tuck them in. 

This was just like the dynamics shared between an ox and the field. Has anyone had a field that was thoroughly destroyed...