Unconsciously, the image of Beiming Han's muscular upper body floats into her mind, the tight chest muscles and abs, the perfect combination of strength and beauty...
Although he was cold as a person, his body was hot. Every time he hugged her, it would make her heart race...
The young girl unconsciously thought of last night's dream. The man's heavy panting was so real and clear...
Although she couldn't see the person pressing down on her from behind, she knew it was Beiming Han...
"Qingxin, are you okay, why is your face so red?" Bai Qianqian looked at Gu Qingxin's blushing cheeks and asked with concern.
"Huh? Really?" Gu Qingxin subconsciously raised her hand to touch her own face, which was indeed burning hot.
"A fever?" Bai Qianqian, worried, touched her forehead, then her own. It wasn't hot though.
"She's not having a fever, it's spring fever." Leng Weiliang commented out of the blue.
Gu Qingxin, "..."
