C1451 Her Spoils of War

He had only borrowed it to sleep for a while. How could she. How could he …

Even though it was an attempt.

But —

How could she have become that kind of person! She wasn't that kind of person!

Qiao Saangyu was still lost in her thoughts, but Chi Mo had already stood up. He leaned on the bed, naturally touched her forehead with his palm, felt her temperature