Gu Shao, he is deepl

Ji Xia's current work is quite strange, halfway through, awkwardly hanging on her shoulder, and the one with the bow just hangs there in the air.,A series of things, Xi Xiao's actions flowing smoothly like water, this was something he had practiced countless times in his mind, the life after marriage with Gu Jin.,He had just stepped out of the shower, his waist wrapped only in a towel, radiating heat. Drops of water trickled down from under his chin and landed on his chest.。