For a brief moment, Gu Qiurong was lost in thought. She gazed blankly at Sheng Fengxiao, almost instinctively wanting to say it didn’t hurt.
But as she looked into those deep, dark eyes, she suddenly wanted to tell the truth. "It hurts."
She was pulled forward, falling completely into Sheng Fengxiao’s embrace. His warm, large palm rested on her back, stroking gently, over and over.
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