Gu Ping was lying on his back, face up. He stretched out an arm, pulling at someone beneath him whose drunken eyes were deep and dark as night. From when had it been When had that fiery young man of old become a sight to behold no longer,"Let me go first. I'll make you some hangover soup, or you'll have a headache again tomorrow." she said softly.,Wen Zhixia's reproachful words came to a halt the moment she saw the scarlet lipstick mark on his white shirt.。
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