Hot Doting on Cold Wife

In the early morning, the sun rises. After a night of deserted streets, it gradually becomes noisy. This is a prosperous and impetuous city. The tall buildings have destroyed the city's heritage, but they have led to the rise of the economy. Countless high-rise buildings have isolated people and divided them into classes. In such a rapidly changing city, the magnificent room on the top floor of a six-star hotel is being illuminated unstintingly by the only constant and full sunshine. In the room with high beams, the surrounding snow-white layer is spotless, but in the middle of the spacious bedroom, the messy bed has left indelible evidence of last night's madness. The silk quilt is lying on...