Cen Xi looked at the bright red and hot liquid on her fingertips and her eyebrows were furrowed slightly. She seldom had nosebleeds, let alone it was bleeding so much now.
Raising her head, she waited for that hot liquid to stop and went to the sink to clean herself up. She felt so weak and dizzy that she did not know if it was because she had been hung in the sun for too long.
After washing her fingers and face, Cen Xi stood in front of the bathtub. She looked at the steam coming out from it with a complicated feeling in her heart.
Taking off her clothes, she lay in the bathtub and took a bath.
After slamming the bathroom door, Qiao Yanze stood in front of the French windows in the living room of the suite to smoke. The first three buttons of his white shirt were unbuttoned and his short black hair fell over his forehead messily, making him look gloomy and frivolous.
