Until Gu Qingxin was completely exhausted, Beiming Han finally let go of her and carried her to the bathroom.
When Gu Qingxin returned, she was completely docile, lying motionless in Beiming Han's embrace.
The car started, and an eerie silence filled the car, with no one speaking anymore.
Today, Gu Qingxin had been tormented quite harshly by Beiming Han; in his arms, it was extremely warm, and during the short ten-minute drive, she actually fell asleep.
Beiming Han felt the girl's even breathing in his arms, her warm breath sprayed on his chest, long eyelashes drooping down, her little mouth, swollen from his kisses, slightly pouted, looking adorably cute.
Beiming Han's heart suddenly softened, he tightened his arm around her, even regretting having just reprimanded her.
He took his suit and covered her with it, his eyes constantly fixed on her adorable sleeping face.
