Luxurious presidential suite in the hotel.
The translucent room, reflecting the night view of Shanghai outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.
In the deep early hours, Shanghai is far from the hustle and bustle, becoming so quiet and beautiful. The brilliant neon lights continuously illuminate, making this city appear mysterious and profound. At this moment, the city always blooms, displaying an unexpected brilliance.
For example, the slightly breathless room at this moment.
From the vast living room to the sofa where they suddenly both fell.
Clothes were scattered all over the sofa, and occasionally, the sound of fabric being torn could be heard.
From the living room, to the upstairs bedroom, to the bathroom...
And midway, protesting to go gentle, that man named Gu Zichen clearly agreed with full promises...
But now, now!
Whose fault is this painful feeling all over her body as if it's falling apart?!
