Zuo Hancheng was seriously injured, so he had the privilege to rest early. Seeing that Zuo Hancheng was not in the living room, Anhao pushed open the bedroom door and walked in.
"I won't write anything if you want to rape me now, I won't write anything!"Anhao said as she walked to the bed. She lifted the blanket and was about to go to sleep.
In the end, not only did Zuo Hancheng not respond, but she also suddenly paused and opened her eyes as soon as she lay under the blanket.
So hot?
Anhao poked her head out from under the blanket. There was no bright light in the bedroom, only a dim yellow wall lamp at the bedside. Zuo Hancheng's face was slightly paler than during the day, and his body was unusually hot.
"Hello," Anhao reached out and gently pushed his uninjured shoulder. When Zuo Hancheng slowly opened his eyes and looked at her, he asked,""Why is your body so hot?"
