C1655 Lost in Thought

The word calm seemed simple, but it was difficult.

Pei Qingle felt a familiar hug from Gu Linhan. Compared to the torture that Lu Wenhua had brought her, her mind was currently filled with Gu Linhan's injured hand.

There was blood flowing out of her mouth.

She vaguely remembered how much strength she used to bite when she lost control. Gu Linhan actually endured it without saying a word