No matter if the world is falling apart, he just wants her.
For the rest of his life, he will live only for her!
...
Gu Qingxin wasn't really torturing herself just now; she just wanted to calm herself down as quickly as possible.
Even for Baobei and Xia Tian, she would cherish her body and life.
After rinsing with cold water, her mind was clear, but it was indeed too cold; now soaking in hot water felt so comfortable.
To buy some time, she planned to soak a little longer.
After soaking for half an hour, to prevent that bastard from barging in again, Gu Qingxin decided to get up.
But when she looked at the shelf next to her, she was a bit dumbfounded. How come there's no bathrobe left, only a towel?
Gu Qingxin was on the verge of tears. She couldn't possibly call someone to bring her a bathrobe. There were only three people in the apartment now: her, that Beiming bastard, and the deeply asleep Baobei.
