Gu Jue saw Chu baiqing standing under the shower head, warm water flowing down his neck ...
Chu Bai Qing's skin was very white, but it wasn't the kind of white that was devoid of blood. It was the kind of white that was healthy.
Although he didn't like to fight, he worked out, so he had a good figure.
Although she was thin, her lines were tight, full of tension, and very well-proportioned.
Gu Jue felt his throat tighten in the room of awkwardness.
It was as if something was going to burst through his blood vessels. The unstoppable madness made his hands grip the edge of the glass door tightly.
The veins on the back of Gu Jue's hand popped out. His mind went blank. He could not move or work.
Actually, this was nothing. They were both men.
However, Gu Jue felt that something was wrong, but he did not know what was wrong.
There were too many things that made him feel weird recently, and they were all related to Chu Bai Qing.
