As Gu Changsheng's voice faded away, she felt a blur before her eyes, and then, in the blink of an eye, she found herself in a familiar embrace!
The scent of ambergris, so familiar that it couldn't be more familiar, filled her nostrils, causing her a moment of distraction...
Feeling herself tightly held, and the person holding her still trembling slightly, Gu Changsheng suddenly came to her senses!
Something felt a bit off!
The embrace was still familiar, but why did she sense that Zhou Mu was a bit nervous?
Unlike the warm affections of the past, today's hug conveyed an unprecedented tension, a tension that was emanating from the man holding her—Zhou Mu!
"Evildoer..."
Gu Changsheng murmured softly, involuntarily wrapping her arms around his lean and powerful waist.
"Hmm..."
Just as she wanted to ask what was wrong, Gu Changsheng's voice vanished between the two of them...
