That night, Gu Jingze slept on the couch at the side. When Lin Che stood up to go to the bathroom, she saw Gu Jingze lying there. Unfortunately, the couch was indeed a little too short for his 1.9-meter height. He had to put his legs up to fit on the couch. Lin Che felt slightly uncomfortable as she looked at him. She lowered her head and gazed at him. Fast asleep, Gu Jingze's thin lips were tightly pursed. His brow was relaxed and lacked the usual sternness, making him look a lot more gentle. His exquisite skin, which was flawlessly smooth such that no pores were visible, really made women envious.
She looked at him like that for a while before holding her chin as she instinctively went a little closer to him.
This man was actually her husband.
Thinking about it she still felt that it was miraculous.
Furthermore, her husband was seriously handsome.
No celebrity or artist she had met looked more perfect than him.
