C45 You Are Playing with Your Life?

A sharp headache forced me to open my eyes.

The rental house was still the same. I lay flat on the sofa, the morning light shining in from outside. It was warm and warm.

However, there was a strange low pressure hidden within the room.

When I looked up, I saw Gu Chen, who was dozing off beside the sofa. He was sitting there with his eyes closed, looking like a calm and steady stone statue