In the few days that qu Huai 'an had stayed in Mo City, Xie tingxi had accompanied her to stay in the hotel. Secretary Cao had sent her change of clothes the next day.
The two of them would watch TV on the sofa every night, and as they watched, they would turn on their dois for no reason.
At first, qu Huaian was a little embarrassed and wanted to go to the bedroom, but Xie tingxi really liked the single sofa in the living room. It was soft and large, enough for her to sit on it and slowly admire it.
He had once wanted to buy a similar style for the falling cloud residence, as he would definitely need it in the future.
Qu Huaian, however, felt that he was too depraved and refused to let him buy it. In a hurry, he bit him on the shoulder.
He regretted it immediately after.
The teeth marks on his shoulder were bleeding. He had not paid attention to how much strength he had used and had bitten through the skin.
