Gu Jue lay on the bed and did not move. He buried his face in the pillow.
Chu baiqing massaged his legs, a deep smile on his face.
"Are you laughing?" Even though Chu baiqing couldn't laugh out loud and Gu Jue didn't have eyes on the back of his head, he could still feel that Chu baiqing was laughing at him.
"What's with you and your third son?" Chu Bai Qing thought about what happened just now and wanted to laugh.
Gu Jue was not being punished to stand. Ji Chenzhou was bored and wanted to make a bet with him. He said that he wanted to see who could last longer between the two of them.
The two of them stood there for more than three hours.
After all, there was a difference of more than ten years. No matter how good Gu Jue's physical strength was, he would not be able to fight against that lunatic Ji Chenzhou.
His leg was in so much pain that it was about to cramp.
She heard her third son, little seven, and little nine having fun downstairs.
