It's a pity that Gu Xiaoqing doesn't understand Fang Shaohan. In her plan, she never anticipated that someone would arrive in Shanghai like a storm.
Gu Xiaoqing opened the door and placed her keys in the dish on the shoe cabinet, which was her habit.
She changed into slippers and carried the shopping bag to the kitchen.
She took out a carton of eggs and opened the refrigerator door to put them inside.
The sunlight slanting through the kitchen window shone on the doorway, and Gu Xiaoqing inadvertently caught sight of a figure leaning against the wall in the hallway between the living room and the kitchen.
The egg in her hand dropped to the floor with a splat.
Gu Xiaoqing was dumbfounded.
"Why are you here?"
Her gaze couldn't help but urgently sweep over those two long legs, standing so casually; he must have completely recovered, right?
