Gu Chaohan's gaze remained fixed on her, his smile never fading, growing more intense.
Su Yan wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but she felt his smile held some malice.
The previous gentleness was gone, his eyes more like a demon's.
He reached out to touch her shoulder, his tone somewhat casual, "You dare to wear his clothes right in front of me, Su Yan, do you think I won't get angry?"
"..."
Upon hearing this, Su Yan slowly realized.
Just now, she had forgotten to return the clothes to Shen Chizheng.
Anxiety rose from the pit of her stomach, she put down the bowl in her hands and quickly looked up at Gu Chaohan, only to see him walking towards her.
His slender fingers unbuttoned the white shirt one button at a time, then slipped it off, tossing it casually to the ground, his hand moving to the belt at his waist.
Seeing his actions, Su Yan finally sensed something was wrong.
After drinking the bowl of porridge, she felt her body heating up at an alarming rate.
