After saying goodbye to Cheng Yanmo, Mu Qiu went home. While she was showering, she washed her hair. She took off her hair towel and found an electric hairdryer to blow dry it. Pulling open the drawer, Mu Qiu reached out to take the electric hairdryer, but her eyes were attracted by the soft ruler beside it.
Recalling the post she had seen previously, Mu Qiu took out the soft ruler and pulled it open to compare.
Mu Qiu tossed the soft ruler aside as her heart thumped wildly.
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Song Ci had taken off her neck brace today. On the way home, Han Zhan kept glancing at Song Ci's neck while waiting at red lights. I can easily leave my marks on such a white neck…
Han Zhan's gaze was too aggressive and Song Ci felt uneasy. She knew that it would definitely be midnight, before she could sleep tonight. Thinking of what was going to happen later, Song Ci was both afraid and expectant.
