The next morning.
In a luxuriously decorated room.
On a soft, large bed, Wanda bit her lip, her eyes opening with a pained expression.
She was met with a dazzling ceiling.
Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the midday sun shone directly on the earth.
The smooth tiles outside reflected the harsh light, like shimmering waves on a lake.
"Ugh, it hurts!"
A wave of pain, as if her whole body had been taken apart, followed.
It was as if she had been run over by a heavy truck, her mouth even aching slightly.
Wanda looked around at the unfamiliar surroundings, her eyes filled with confusion.
"Where am I?"
Wanda touched her clothes, realizing that her scarlet battle suit had been replaced with a man's shirt, with a faint scent of sandalwood cologne.
Her head spun. "I must have gone out drinking last night..."
"But after I finished drinking, I think I bumped into..."
"Ugh..."
Just thinking about it made her head spin.
Wanda forced herself to recall the details of last night.
But her brow furrowed, because her memory abruptly stopped there!
She could smell the man's cologne on the white shirt, and she had a pretty good guess.
"Could I have..."
As the thought crossed her mind, she couldn't help but feel a surge of panic.
Combined with the pain in her lower body, she was certain of what had happened!
Thump, thump, thump...
Just then, footsteps echoed from the wooden hallway outside the door.
The sudden sound caused Wanda's already panicked brain to freeze.
She hid herself completely under the blankets, leaving only a small gap.
A young, handsome man in a bathrobe walked in, carrying an aluminum tray.
On it were a buttered sandwich, fried eggs, and a glass of milk.
The faint aroma of butter also seeped through the gap in the blanket.
Amon walked in, seeing the blanket bulging on the bed, and couldn't help but smile.
"You're awake?"
Amon's voice was gentle as he asked.
Although they had only been together for a short time, he knew Wanda didn't like to be covered.
In fact, every time he tried to cover her with a blanket after he came back at noon, she would always fling it off.
So, he was sure Wanda was awake now.
"Did you do this?"
Wanda puffed out her cheeks, her small face peeking out from the gap.
Although she had forgotten a lot, she could still vaguely remember Amon's face from last night.
"Yeah, I did," Amon said, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.
As soon as the words left his mouth, Wanda was both angry and embarrassed.
Her face flushed red, as if it had been steamed by hot steam.
"You!"
Wanda's cheeks puffed up with anger, and she flung the soft blanket off.
She rolled over and tried to get out of bed, but a sharp pain shot through her.
"Ugh!"
Her face turned pale in an instant, and she clutched her stomach, collapsing onto the bed.
The tearing pain came from her abdomen, making her gasp in pain.
"Are you okay?" Amon quickly put down the breakfast and sat next to Wanda. "You were crazy, you must have hurt yourself!"
After all, they had been going at it from yesterday evening until almost noon the next day.
It was inevitable that she would be in this state, especially since he had done an experiment this morning.
Unfortunately, it seemed that doing it too frequently wouldn't trigger the second effect.
It was probably like his coffee, he could only drink one cup a day.
It was probably to prevent him from being too greedy.
"Me?" Wanda pointed at herself angrily, spitting out the last two words, "Crazy?"
Although she vaguely remembered what happened, she couldn't remember the details.
And saying this at this moment made her both ashamed and angry.
"Does it hurt a lot?"
Amon didn't answer Wanda's question, but he couldn't help but look at her with concern.
It was better not to ask, but when he did, Wanda couldn't hold it in anymore.
"Do you think so!!!"
Even her breathing became rapid.
It was like a dragon spear, how could it not hurt!
She even suspected that this damn man was a construction pile driver in disguise.
He really didn't know what it meant to be gentle!
"Why don't you eat something first, replenish your energy."
Amon pursed his lips, his expression filled with a hint of apology.
Although it wasn't his fault, it had already happened.
It was only right to be a considerate boyfriend, after all, it was one of his best qualities.
Just as he reached out to embrace Wanda.
Buzz!!!
"Get away from me!"
With a buzzing sound, Wanda suddenly noticed a surge of crimson light around her, like a tidal wave.
The furniture around her began to tremble.
Wanda's eyes flashed red, and her slender, white arm swung out.
Boom!
A crimson beam, a mixture of fury and heroism, shot towards Amon.
In that instant, a flicker of tenderness crossed Wanda's eyes.
The crimson beam softened a bit.
But the red light still raged and roared!