Thinking of my exhausted self who only knew how to work hard yesterday, thinking of Tang Feifei who was also about to be worn out, he silently lit a candle for his waist....
He felt that his waist would probably be of no use from now on.
With this thought, he slightly moved his leg, and the sour pain shot straight to the top of his head.
'Forget it, might as well light a candle for Yue Kua too, she's probably done for....'
Reflecting quietly on the intensity of yesterday's battle, Qiu Tu reflexively reached out beside him, only to realize that he was already alone, with only a faint scent of jasmine lingering on the bed....
Even though he knew well that they were just a transaction, at that moment, Qiu Tu still felt a bit disappointed.
'Even if there's no功劳 there's still苦劳, right?'
'This is just turning a blind eye too quickly!'
