Gong Lingyu straightened out his thoughts and got up from the lounge chair. He strode out of the room with his long legs and was about to knock on the door of the opposite room. However, just as he raised his hand and was about to knock, he suddenly came to his senses.
It was two O 'clock in the morning, so Yu Jia might have already fallen asleep.
If he woke her up, he would definitely be asking for a beating. Gong Lingyu thought of Yu Jia's fist and felt that the place where he was hit in the evening was still hurting.
And his back, when he fell on the beach, he seemed to have stabbed a broken glass. He didn't feel it at that time, but when he came back to take a shower and took off his clothes, he gritted his teeth in pain. Blood was stuck to his clothes.
He had been hurt for Yu Jia.
