C129 Breakfast

Qi Jingyuan raised his eyebrows and asked, "Does it hurt?" He was referring to her wrist, a faint circle of red.

Chu Liangyun pulled away his hand and walked to the sofa without saying a word.

Outside the French windows, the sky was full of stars, and everything was quiet.

After a minute of silence.

"Qi Jingyuan, what are you trying to do?" Chu Liangyun didn't look at him