That intimate pose was something he had done to her countless times before.
It had been a long time since Gu Nanqiao had felt such a tremendous shock, and she could hardly believe what she was seeing; she stared at the photograph, her lips slightly parted, yet she felt unable to utter a single word.
In the end, she just chuckled weakly, "Heh…"
The color drained from her face, and she threw the photograph on the table. Her legs could no longer support her body, and she staggered backward two steps.
She wasn't watching where she was going, and her waist just happened to hit the corner of the table, causing a burst of intense pain.
Her deep eyes seemed as if they might bleed, and she couldn't help but clench her hands repeatedly, trying hard to suppress the palpitations surging in her heart.
Who was it who had whispered in her ear, "I have only ever been yours, from beginning to end."?
And who was it who had told her, "I don't know about others, but I am certainly resistant."?
