Hearing this, Gu Changsheng indignantly nudged Zhou Mu's chin, "Are you trying to be self-taught?"
Without even having a teacher?
Obviously, neither of them had a teacher and they were completely clueless!
What a painful realization...
"Otherwise?" Zhou Mu, holding Gu Changsheng, leaned against the bedpost, positioning her in a comfortable pose.
Gu Changsheng touched her swollen lips, and couldn't help but wince in pain again.
Being hurt in such a tender area, the feeling was truly indescribable.
"Evildoer, let's make a deal," Gu Changsheng said, twirling a finger and her eyeballs frivolously spinning.
"Hmm?" With the scent of a soft beauty in his embrace, and the person he had been pining for, Zhou Mu lost all resemblance of his noble and aloof demeanor, exuding a mistaken impression that he was amiable and open to negotiation.
