Gu Shao, he is deepl

Gu Jin merely glanced at Ji Xia who was sitting listlessly on the sofa, her voice cold and lacking emotion.,Listening to the hurried rustle of clothes being put on behind the door, my mind unconsciously recalled her face, which had just flushed a shy red, and I frowned.,“Ah…ah” Ji Xia, a little embarrassed, picked up the robe by the bed and offered it to Gu Jin.。