Her clothes scattered to the ground one by one. Finally, they fell onto the soft bed together.

Isabella was more proactive than usual, wrapping her arms around Andrew's neck, kissing his neck, and trying to match his rhythm. And Andrew was more unrestrained than usual; the drawer of condoms quickly emptied.

Originally, Isabella had a meeting with the concert planner the next morning. However, she couldn't even get out of bed until the afternoon.

She sat in Olivia's car, still yawning incessantly.

"Isabella, could you please show some restraint?" Olivia said irritably.

"I'm already very restrained. Otherwise, I'd still be asleep now," she said seriously.

Olivia: "..."

They arranged to...