Hit him, scold him?
Gu Changsheng couldn't do it!
What she wanted was only one thing, and that was Huo Shuixian's life!
Zhou Mu looked down at the beloved in his arms whom he yearned for day and night, a trace of helplessness flickered in his eyes as he softly called out, "Changsheng..."
"Hmm?"
Gu Changsheng, nestled in his arms, instinctively responded.
This night had been terrifyingly thrilling; she was truly exhausted!
Usually, when Zhou Mu got handsy with her, she would treat it as harassment, but now she suddenly felt a sense of dependence...
The embrace filled with the faint scent of ambergris gradually calmed her restless heart...
As Gu Changsheng thought about this, she couldn't help but shake her head, certain it was because she hadn't seen Zhou Mu, the evildoer, for several days that she had such a misperception!
Indeed, distance made the heart grow fonder!
Dammit, her superficial obsessive disorder was acting up again!
