She was so intoxicated by his kiss that her mind started to spin, while all he could think of was her vulnerable and terrified state from the day before. He regretted making her experience the suffering that he himself had endured.
Thinking about his anger, cruelty, and loss of control from the previous day, he wished fervently that he could stab his own heart.
He pulled her into his embrace, imprisoning her in his broad chest, his affection deepening as he felt her fingers painting circles on his diaphragm.
They did nothing for the entire morning. Underneath the sunlit balcony was a vast expanse of sea, the line where the blue and white skies met clearly visible.
Gu Shaocheng said he wasn't going to do anything today. He was having a bit of a headache from drinking the night before and he planned to dedicate the day to her. However, the sound of knocking at the door interrupted his plan.
"What is it?"
