As a woman of the 24th century, she was actually able to let Lin Qingwan catch the last bus. Her medical skills unexpectedly became outstanding, and she was able to pick up a random person to be a prince.

Even if he was beaten to death, Gu Huaijin did not believe that one day in his life, he would sell out his looks to save his life.

Heavily injured, he joked to Lin Qingwan, "I'm not bad looking. I can keep it as a vase or warm my bed."

Lin Qingwan, who carried an appearance of righteousness, clenched her teeth and forcefully brought the man back home for treatment.

Lin Qingwan, who had always been very clear about this, humphed. "I made such a huge sacrifice to save you, shouldn't you express something?"

In the next second, Gu Huaijin's slender fingers slowly untied the belt at his waist, and a hint of honey appeared in Lin Qingwan's eyes.

Lin Qinghuang's face turned ugly, "You …. If you have something to say, then say it. Why are you undressing? "