Gu Jingxing stepped into the room. Before turning on the lights, he could already see the neon lights flickering outside the massive floor-to-ceiling window.
Last time, from a different angle, he had seen those neon lights scattered across Qiao An’s shoulders, chest, and lower abdomen, making her look like a lonely deep-sea siren in the dead of night, treating him like a jagged rock she could climb upon at will.
Whether it was the drugs or pure instinct, Gu Jingxing always felt that he had heard the most enchanting siren song that night, successfully dragging him into the deep sea of desire.
Chapter 27