In the mirror, there were two overlapping figures.
The bathroom mirror, inherently revealing, now intensified the atmosphere to the utmost romantic extreme.
Bei Ran leaned back against the washbasin, the hard and cold basin grinding painfully against her.
Standing in front of her was the angry Gu Qingchen.
She could feel his anger, stronger than ever before.
Could it be, he knew where she had been yesterday...
Just as Bei Ran was thinking this, suddenly a painful sensation came again from her lips.
She widened her eyes and stared at the man pressing down on her, her beautiful almond eyes filled with mist, like the faint fog over a lake at dawn, ethereally captivating.
Gu Qingchen knew that every part of Bei Ran was beautiful.
He had once thought such a woman was merely superficial and lacked inner substance!
Therefore, this marriage was one where both parties had their needs met.
