The woman let out an ouch and said weakly, "It hurts!"
"Mr. Gu, I've twisted my foot, can you help me?"
Gu Tingwei remembered that Shen Yuxin was in the bathroom that day, raised her foot and said to him: Gu Tingwei, my foot hurts!
He leaned down, his long fingers picking up the woman's chin: "How much do you hurt?"
The excessively handsome face, hanging a very faint light smile, let the woman's breathe stop for a second. She couldn't take her eyes off him at all.
Such a man, even if they only sleep together once, she would be satisfied.
She leaned over as if she had no bones and rubbed her arm against him, "Mr. Gu, my heart is very stuffy, can you help me look at it?"
The overpowering smell of perfume on her body wafted in, along with the soft touch that made him sick.
Gu Tingwei pushed the woman away in disgust: "Get out!"
But at this moment, all he could think about was Shen Yuxin, who was holding his neck and crying.
