How could there be such a cunning man in the world, his tricks endless, leaving her unable to cope.
Her gaze fell on the cellphone, her lips slightly pursed, not reaching out to take it for a long time.
Seeing her sitting, Mo Beichen stretched out his hand to pull her into his embrace, "It's getting late, let's sleep."
Gu Qian fell into his arms, not daring to move. Before long, even breathing sounds reached her ears. Gu Qian slightly turned her head to look at his sleeping face, secretly letting out a sigh of relief. Every second with him put immense pressure on her heart.
She couldn't figure it out. He clearly despised her in the past, so why did he suddenly take an interest in her?
The next day.
When Gu Qian woke up, Mo Beichen had not yet awakened. She quietly got up from his embrace, went to get her clothes to change, and saw his leather shoes by the bed, covered in mud. She frowned.
