This is an intuitive feeling.
A feeling that can be sensed but not expressed.
Then a refreshing and charming voice echoed before him, "Aren't you going to ask what I put on you?"
Qin Yize was still staring at Gu Qiaoqiao intently.
His thin lips pressed tightly, remaining silent.
It seemed that no matter what Gu Qiaoqiao injected into him, he didn't care; what he cared about was how Gu Qiaoqiao was doing right now…
Gu Qiaoqiao stood in front of him, slightly raised her head, and when Qin Yize thought she was about to say something, to his surprise, Gu Qiaoqiao suddenly turned and walked toward the wardrobe opposite the bedroom.
Then she opened the wardrobe door and took out a box, and after opening the box, she retrieved a stack of certificates and agreement documents.
At this moment, Qin Yize had already turned around, but he still focused his gaze on her.
Yet his tightly pressed thin lips revealed his current mood.
