C162 The Wound Hurts

Gu Luanqing finished her bath and came out. Xiang Chaojue was watching TV. There was no light in the room. Only the TV and the bathroom were illuminated.

Light kept flashing on his face. Light and shadows intersected, making his outline even more three-dimensional.

Gu Luanqing was stunned and did not approach.

Only when Xiang Chaojue noticed her gaze did he turn around