As he walked into the castle, the gaze between the two, the indifference in his eyes, and...
The scorching heat within her body...
Slowly leaning on the edge of the bathtub, she could remember every breath of his, rough, sexy, alluring...
Her fingers slowly traced the smooth edge of the bathtub, a smile appeared on her lips, Xiao Huo, thank you for coming back...
...
Beiming Han bathed Gu Qingxin, carried her out, dried her hair, and said, "Go to bed and rest, I'll handle today's matters."
"I want to go too." Gu Qingxin suddenly grabbed his large hand.
Beiming Han paused there, "Be good and sleep..."
"As long as I'm with you... we are bound to encounter such situations again. I cannot... always remain ignorant, can I?" Gu Qingxin firmly held his hand.
Beiming Han listened to her words, his heart wrenched, he turned back to hug her and apologized hoarsely, "I'm sorry."
