Song Guanchao lay in bed, staring at the pitch-black ceiling, unable to fall asleep.
He grabbed his phone and checked the time, it was past ten.
He sat up from bed, looked towards the door, hesitated for a few seconds, then got up to go out.
Qu Xiangru's door was tightly shut, and he didn't know if it was locked from the inside.
He didn't try to open it, just paced back and forth outside.
After about ten minutes, with a creak, Qu Xiangru's door opened.
"Not sleeping yet?"
"Got a bit of a headache, can't sleep."
Song Guanchao's mischievous eyes were darting around her.
Although Qu Xiangru wasn't as old as Lin Min, there are some women who are naturally charming and captivating, with every smile and gesture full of mature allure.
She was one such woman.
"Come in, I'll give you a rub."
Qu Xiangru turned around to go inside, and Song Guanchao's eyes brightened as he quickly followed her in.
She sat down against the headboard and patted her legs: "Lie down."
