Suddenly seeing such an exciting scene, Gu Li first thought of what happened last night. The pink color gradually spread upwards from his neck. He lowered his head and the scattered hair on his shoulders fell down to cover it.
everything.
"Leave..." Si Junyan wanted to leave before the next person came here. When he was about to say something, he saw the woman who was almost burying her head in the quilt.
His handsome eyebrows were raised high, thinking that she who was cold and unapproachable just a moment ago, now became so shy when she saw him without clothes, Si Junyan suddenly felt that his Li'er was so cute.
"hehe……"
The low-pitched laughter sounded like a demonic barrier with a teasing flavor. Gu Li could clearly feel the hot gaze shining on her. He turned his cold eyes to cover up all the distracting thoughts that should not exist at ordinary times.
He looked back with cold eyes.
"It's best not to let others discover you, otherwise you won't be able to use it in the future!"
"Oh... Li'er means that as long as he is not discovered, his wife can come every day. Is that what you mean?" At some point, the clothes that were thrown away last night were instantly draped on the body, and they were slightly pulled.
After a few clicks, there was no sign of being treated rudely.
Hearing Si Junyan's obviously suggestive words, Gu Li's eyes turned coldly and he turned his head without saying a word.
There was a creaking sound of the door being opened in the courtyard. Gu Li's ears twitched and he was about to remind Si Junyan to leave. However, before he could make a sound, he realized that there was no one else in the house except her.
The sunlight shining through the windows makes everything in the house clearly visible. Everything remains unchanged, as if what happened last night never happened!
As soon as he opened the quilt, he suddenly froze when he saw the bright red color. He subconsciously threw the quilt covering his body away, but only afterward did he realize how ridiculous his actions were.
I picked up the clothes on the floor and put them on. I couldn't help but look at the bed again. Now I could look at them calmly.
Once upon a time, she who killed people without changing her expression became so coquettish. How long ago, with just one movement, expression or look in his eyes, she was no different from an ordinary woman?
This feels really good!
The cold water washed away the dust from the night on her face, and at the same time made her more awake. Why did she always feel that all the good things in her life were short-lived? Is this her unfounded worry, or was it really true?