He buried his head in her neck, smelling the fragrance she emitted, "Just showered? Smells good..."
Su Yan didn't speak, moving sideways slightly, trying to avoid his touch.
Gu Chaohan noticed her intention, frowned slightly, seeming somewhat displeased.
He held her shoulder, pulling her back into his embrace, not allowing her to break free again.
Seeing him like this, Su Yan was afraid of provoking his displeasure again, and dared not struggle anymore.
In the morning, he had someone send her some new clothes and toiletries.
This was his home, and she didn't know where to put those things, so she placed them all in his bedroom.
What originally belonged to him, now had some of her things as well.
Gu Chaohan held her quietly for a few minutes, then, as if suddenly remembering something, he released her and took out a small round box from his coat pocket, then opened it.
Inside, there was a silver-white necklace.
