After returning to her room, Lin Chuxia immediately locked the door from the inside. She knew that the lock was virtually useless against Gu Yuheng, but at least it made her feel somewhat safer.
However, as soon as she turned around and saw the somewhat messy bed, the calmness she had barely regained instantly evaporated.
That bed temporarily held too many of her most humiliating memories, and standing there, she felt as if she could still smell the ambiguous and obscene scent in the air.
Lin Chuxia's face once again turned visibly red at a rapid pace.
No, this den of iniquity was too evocative; she needed to leave immediately.
Lin Chuxia opened the door and fled, only to find, after making a round, that the guest bedrooms and the other bedrooms in the house had all been locked by Gu Yuheng.
Without fingerprint access, she couldn't get in at all!
This damn man!
Lin Chuxia felt an itch in her teeth from the hatred.
