The fragmented sunlight filtered through the pure white curtains, illuminating the room. On the large bed, a man cradled a girl in his arms, their bodies entwined in sleep...
The blanket hid everything below their shoulders. The girl's long dark locks spread on the pillow. Both of their profiles were breathtakingly handsome, the sight intoxicatingly romantic...
After a painful cry, Gu Qingxin slowly opened her eyes, and she was met with an unnaturally magnified face...
Stunned for a few seconds, the memories of last night slowly came back. Biting her lip forcefully, terrified of the man who went mad yesterday, becoming terrifyingly violent.
Even if he got angry outside, why should he vent it all on her?
She grabbed his large hand that lay on her waist, intending to remove it and escape his embrace...
But as she lifted her head, she locked eyes with Beiming Han's wolf-like, chilling gaze. Gu Qingxin's breath hitched, and she hurriedly withdrew her hand.
