Thinking about how much I toiled yesterday until I only knew to keep my head down and work hard, thinking about Tang Feifei, who was almost torn apart as well, I silently lit a candle for my waist....
I figured, this waist might be useless from now on.
With such thoughts, I moved my thigh slightly, the soreness shot straight to my skull.
'Forget it, let's light one for Yue Kua too, might be wasted as well....'
Silently pondering the intensity of yesterday's fight, Qiu Tu reflexively reached out beside him, only to realize there was no one left, just a faint jasmine scent on the bed....
Although he always knew they were just a transaction, at that moment, Qiu Tu still felt a bit disappointed.
'Even if there's no merit, there must be effort, right?'
'This is really too heartless!'
Then, just as he was thinking this. Suddenly, the bedroom door opened. Tang Feifei walked in barefoot and bare-legged, holding a bowl of medicine.
