Gu Bailu wanted to continue listening, but her consciousness faded bit by bit.
When she woke up again, she found herself in a beautiful bed.
Had she been saved?
Who saved her?
She was about to sit up, when she sensed a heavy hand on her waist. She looked to the side, only to see a man.
In the sunlight, his tight, shiny skin was as droolworthy as sauce on a steak. His face was blocked by his dark hair, and only revealed the strong line of a jaw.
She frowned slightly, as the man gave her a familiar feeling.
She moved the hair out of the way, only to see a face that she couldn't be any more familiar with.
Feng Qingtian?
Why was she in the same bed as Feng Qingtian?
"Lulu, it's still early. Let's sleep a while longer." The man pulled her into his arms, making it impossible for her to move.
Gu Bailu was still dumbfounded.
Exactly what was going on?
