Huo Sicheng gently raised his hand and stroked Gu Qingcheng's long, jet-black hair.
His eyes were filled with tender emotions, gazing at her.
If she hadn't seen the red mark on his collar, he wouldn't have noticed it himself.
After carrying her to the hospital room, he remained by her side without leaving for a single moment.
He was afraid, afraid of losing her.
Fortunately, she was safe and sound.
But he wouldn't tell her about how he almost beat the man who had thrown her off the cliff to death in his anger.
He changed the subject, responding softly, "I haven't had a chance to change clothes while staying by your side."
"Here are two options for you." Clever as Gu Qingcheng was, she wouldn't continue questioning Huo Sicheng. She spoke softly, "Either lie down with me now and sleep, or take a shower and then come to sleep with me."
After hearing this, Huo Sicheng leaned down and lightly kissed Gu Qingcheng's swollen lips.
