C131 Separate Borders

The rain outside the window was still pouring down, but the sound of the water flowing through the bathroom had finally stopped.

What kind of torture was this? Liang Hao didn't know what magazine he was reading. He had no idea what was in the magazine. His eyes were fixated on the frosted glass, and he was reluctant to even roll his eyes.

Liu Jiaying's heart was pounding like a little deer