The white moonlight seemed somewhat soft, shining through the window of Fatty's bedroom and stretching the shadows of the furniture inside.

Fatty was used to sleeping with the curtains open. The gentle moon would accompany him to sleep, and the enthusiastic sun would wake him up. He had maintained this habit for many years, gradually developing it from his days as a soldier, when he was stationed in the wilderness for long periods of reconnaissance and rest. He had kept it up ever since, until this day.

Fatty had never imagined that the gentle moonlight would one day bring his future lover to his side.

The moonlight was like a layer of gauze, shrouding Jennifer. Fatty couldn't make out Jennifer's face, but the moonlight displayed every muscle on her body very clearly before Fatty's eyes. The moonlight helped Fatty see Jennifer in her entirety.

Under the moonlight, Jennifer appeared naked before Fatty.

"Jennifer..." Fatty murmured.

Jennifer slowly climbed onto the edge of Fatty's bed and leaned close to him. Fatty could finally see Jennifer's face clearly. Her half-asleep eyes held a hint of tenderness. Jennifer looked particularly beautiful in the moonlight.

Fatty was extremely nervous. It was the first time he had seen a woman's beautiful body, and this person was the Jennifer he loved.

"Jennifer..." Fatty murmured.

Jennifer didn't give Fatty a chance to continue rambling. She slowly pressed her lips to Fatty's.

Her crimson lips parted slightly, her skillful tongue entwining with his, a stream of jade nectar spreading.

The fragrant aroma of the expensive red wine from tonight still lingered in Jennifer's mouth, mixed with a hint of milky sweetness.

Fatty felt as if he were tasting wine, a wine with a delicate flavor and a long, lingering aroma that he had never smelled or tasted before.

It was the first time he had tasted this wine, but he loved it.

Their hands involuntarily caressed each other's bodies, exploring every inch of skin, every muscle, every contour...

Before he knew it, Fatty's body was beginning to respond. He began to kiss Jennifer more actively.

The appetizer was over, and the main course began.

Jennifer's lips left Fatty's. She began to kiss Fatty's body, which she had just explored with her hands, from his jawline to his chest, and then to the muscles of his abdomen...

Fatty couldn't describe the tingling, electric sensation. He didn't want to say it either. He used another way to tell Jennifer.

Fatty broke free from under Jennifer, like a giant beast, and turned over on top of her. He returned the favor to Jennifer's body in the same way she had treated him.

Fatty was a rough man. He didn't have the tenderness in Jennifer's lips and teeth. Like a wild beast, he sucked and bit at the prey's body.

But Jennifer seemed to prefer the wild power in Fatty. Her involuntary body and muffled cries honestly told Fatty how she felt.

Their two bodies intertwined, writhing and straining against each other.

The two beasts tore at each other, and finally Fatty regained the upper hand and pinned Jennifer beneath him.

Jennifer lay flat on the bed, the moonlight shining directly on her face. Her expression was charming, like a drunken dream. Fatty had never seen her like this before.

The clear moonlight perfectly outlined their silhouettes. The two of them were like sculptures, motionless for a long time, gazing at each other.

"It hurts..."

Prompted by Jennifer's words, Fatty realized that Jennifer's twisted foot was wrapped in the sheet in a very contorted position. He quickly freed Jennifer's foot from the sheet and held it in his hand.

Soon, the sound of howling wind filled Fatty's bedroom, mixed with the chirping of birds. No one knew which bird had lost its way in the sudden, rippling, warm, fragrant breeze, teetering precariously.

Even the moon couldn't bear to watch this scene any longer. Feeling ashamed, it hurriedly clocked out of work.

Night ended, and dawn broke.

The faint morning light poured into Fatty's bedroom, covering the two embracing bodies.

They had been awake all night, but neither of them felt tired or sleepy. They felt each other's heartbeats, looked at each other, and their eyes revealed a look of doting.

They kissed each other from time to time, and then laughed foolishly.

They didn't say a word, but it was as if they had said a thousand words.

Fatty lifted Jennifer's hair and carefully looked at every detail, every pore on the woman's face in front of him. The words "You are so beautiful" were written in Fatty's eyes.

The sun didn't give them any face and rose roughly from the horizon, its light becoming more and more dazzling, as if reminding the happy couple to get out of bed quickly and welcome the new day.

Fatty reluctantly left Jennifer, got out of bed, walked to the window, and very rarely closed the curtains.

The bedroom instantly darkened, with only a little light sneaking in through the cracks in the curtains.

Before long, the sound of howling wind and the chirping of birds came from Fatty's bedroom again, but this time, the birds' voices were regular and rhythmic, as if singing a song of praise.