That kissing technique, it clearly belongs to Uncle, how could it be Mr. Ye?
Just now, the situation was so sudden, Xia Yinian didn't take the time to carefully smell the scent on the man's body.
Now, the scent belongs to Mr. Ye, and so does that face with the human skin mask, and also the bitten tongue.
Does this mean it has always been Mr. Ye, and Uncle has never appeared at all?
"Why would it not be me?" Gu Beicheng curled his lips slightly, "Or are you saying the punishment you received wasn't enough?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Beicheng, no matter how reluctant, still pulled Xia Yinian up from the ground.
"Punishment?" Xia Yinian looked at the man in front of her, frowning slightly.
"You had a minute to escape, yet I found you within ten seconds, don't you think that deserves a punishment?" Gu Beicheng's indifferent voice carried a hint of discontent.
"Ten seconds?" Xia Yinian's eyes widened.
