"Ouch…"
Gu Zhou let out a muffled groan. The pain instantly spread throughout his body, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Only then did he let go of her. His slender hands gripped the blanket at the side, as if this could relieve the pain that Qiao Nian had just caused him!
Qiao Nian's eyes gradually lit up as she snapped out of her memories from five years ago.
The moonlight shone in through the curtains, and she could vaguely see Gu Zhou curled up in a ball on the bed.
Jesus!
What had she just done?
She seemed to have used all her strength and…
A trace of panic flashed across Qiao Nian's face. She quickly turned on the wall lamp and looked at Gu Zhou, who was lying on the bed.
Gu Zhou's brows were tightly knitted together, and the veins on his forehead and fingers bulged ferociously. His face was even paler than the snow-white bedsheets.
