Damn it, here we go again...
When Gu Qingxin woke up again, her hair had been blow-dried by Beiming Han, and she was held in his arms.
"Still jealous?" Beiming Han kissed her fragrant hair, ran his big hand through it. It was cool and smooth. He really liked this feeling.
"Are you really getting engaged to Long Xuxu?" Gu Qingxin looked up at him with a pale face, and her voice was weak.
"Saw the newspaper?" Beiming Han's other big hand gently stroked her waist. Gu Qingxin felt a tingling sensation, but she remained motionless.
She didn't feel like laughing at the moment. She only knew she was in distress...
"…"
"Didn't I tell you, she and I have nothing to do with each other!" Beiming Han stared into her eyes, his gaze serious.
"No relation even though you're getting engaged? What does it take to be 'in a relation' then?" Gu Qingxin pursed her lips in frustration, her tone conveying annoyance.
