Quan Shaoqing only felt as if his heart had been lightly scratched by a mischievous cat, both painful and itchy.
The worst part was, his heart suddenly started beating violently, as if countless little deer were jumping inside.
Just when she was about to run out of breath, Quan Shaoqing let go of her.
The man gazed at her lips, now a bit swollen from the bite, and finally touched her soft cheek satisfactorily, "Looks like you're much better; my care wasn't in vain. You're even now."
With that, he took his coat from the rack and put it on.
It looked like he was leaving.
Gu Xiaoxi gasped for air, having been taken advantage of; she should be angry, but for some reason, she couldn't muster any anger at all.
Instead, seeing him about to leave, she felt an inevitable sense of disappointment.
"Quan Shaoqing, will we meet again?"
Quan Shaoqing had reached the door when he heard her voice and suddenly stopped, turning to look at her.
