A mirrorless ceiling welcomed Shen Yuan the moment he opened his eyes. It was a familiar white-painted ceiling, so he looked around to further confirm his idea.
Everything is the same as last time, from navy blue duvets and cream-colored wooden bedside tables to the lingering homey smell that belongs to three distinct individuals.
He is in their bedroom.
They are back in their house.
"How did Bai Tingfeng bring me home? The last time I remembered…" The celestial fox spirit murmured, pouting. His body feels a little heavy, and the part located in the far back feels raw and overused. It's a little painful as he moves, and something feels missing whenever he closes his legs.
He looked down and saw that his body was thoroughly cleaned, and his clothes were changed to fresh shirts and pants. He's still leaking pheromones in his body since he is still in heat, but it is not as much as before. One thing remarkable is the lingering lavender scent coming from his body.
