Although her body was burning hot, her heart was in so much pain that she could hardly breathe.
She had wronged Li Tingshen.
Years ago, because he had fired a gun at Lu Yueming, she had left him, causing him three years of agony.
If it weren't for her falling in love with him, he wouldn't have had a weakness, nor would he have been manipulated by Gu Xingzhi.
Li Tingshen vaguely sensed that something was off with Gu Mian's mood.
He turned off the shower, stopped his movements, and cupped her face to ask, "What's wrong? Did I hurt you?"
Gu Mian lifted the corners of her lips and gently shook her head, "No."
Li Tingshen's calloused fingertips caressed her delicate face, "If it hurts, tell me, and I'll be more gentle."
Gu Mian's heart melted implausibly, she softly hummed in agreement and kissed him again.
The temperature in the bathroom rose again, with a burning heat that could scald, driving away the chill of late autumn...
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