The voice was hoarse to the extreme, "That's enough."
Wanxia, "..."
I've seen people who are righteous, but I've never seen anyone so shameless.
She acted as if she hadn't noticed the suppressed flame in the man's eyes, lowering her head to tidy her crooked shirt collar, "Then I'm hungry, are you leaving or not?"
Just after their lingering, romantic kiss ended, her voice was still soft.
"Yes, let me grab a coat," Gu Shaozhi dared not approach her again, turning to his desk and picking up the now-cold strong tea.
He drank more than half of it, calming some of the restlessness inside.
He took a suit jacket hanging on the coat rack and draped it over Wanxia.
His eyebrows furrowed slightly, scolding in a deep voice, "It's already this month, and you're still wearing so little. Don't you hate getting sick and going to the hospital the most?"
Taking advantage and then turning cold, it's not the first time he's done this, so Wanxia wasn't too surprised.
