Why must there be turmoil? Why is he the one bearing the heavy burden?
If they were all ordinary civilians, wouldn’t they be spared from those farewells of life and death?
However, this is his choice, she wouldn’t complain, nor does she have the right to complain.
Moreover, if soone as formidable as the Seventh Young Master didn’t step up to shoulder so responsibilities, perhaps everyone would live in deep distress.
So, without people like them, there would be no happiness for ordinary people in society.
She fell in love with a great man, and because of his deeds, she loves him even more.
Xia Yinian didn’t refuse; his kiss was what she favored.
Even though his hand began to misbehave, she didn’t forcefully push him away.
As long as it didn’t harm his wound, everything else didn’t matter.
Besides, once being kissed and surrounded by the forceful aura of the Seventh Young Master, she usually succumbed quickly.
Only when the room’s temperature reached a certain level did Xia Yinian lower her head to break away from his touch.
"Alright, stop it, your wound hasn’t healed yet."
"It’s fine." Gu Beicheng tightly grasped her shoulders, leaning down once more.
"Listen, alright?" Xia Yinian turned her head, evading him again.
Gu Beicheng raised his eyebrows but eventually let go of her.
"Okay, let’s go to bed first."
Xia Yinian’s head was full of black lines, glancing at his back.
For a mont, she thought the Seventh Young Master would actually listen, but it turned out to be self-deception.
Gu Beicheng’s massive figure sat on the bed, making the 1.2-ter bed seem even smaller.
"This bed, comfortable." He curved his attractive thin lips, watching the approaching girl.
Xia Yinian cast him a glance and halted her steps.
"How’s Grandma? Did Yiheng tell you?"
She didn’t continue forward but backtracked to pour a glass of water, drinking it in big gulps.
Anyway, this guy didn’t plan to let him see, going over would only let him toy with her.
"Hm." Gu Beicheng nodded, patting the bed’s mattress, "Didn’t you want to check my body?"
As soon as he spoke, he leaned back, propping his body with his palms, sweeping his gaze downward.
"Cough!" Xia Yinian almost choked to death on his rogue action.
Moreover, she never expected that he was already in the mood.
After coughing lightly several tis, Xia Yinian finally regained her breath.
"What are you up to? Thinking about this every ti?" She complained, turning her back to him, looking out the window.
"Your body hasn’t recovered, definitely can’t. Don’t overthink!"
"I... can’t?" A deep voice ca from behind.
"No, I an... I can’t, I can’t let you do this, no way I can agree." Xia Yinian imdiately explained.
"But I feel uncomfortable, every ti I see you, I’m uncomfortable!" Gu Beicheng raised his eyebrows.
"Every ti you see , you only think about this!" Xia Yinian snorted coldly.
Although he indeed cherished her, his initial intention was to sleep with her, which she heard with her own ears.
He never said anything like he liked her, who knew if his kindness wasn’t also for being able to sleep with her?
This was a knot in Xia Yinian’s heart, she might not fuss over it, but it didn’t an she could forget.
Suddenly, the phone rang, Xia Yinian turned around, picked up the phone from the table.
Seeing the caller ID, she frowned and stepped outside.
"I’ll take a call first."
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