He blinked his fox-like eyes and stared intently at Gu Jixing.
This time, I finally saw Gu Jixing's appearance through the dazzling golden light.
The man in the wheelchair was wearing a sharp suit, and his face was flawless, even to a vixen.
His features were deep and defined, and his eyes and brows conveyed a sense of indifference and detachment.
Like a banished immortal who disdains all worldly affairs, high above and untouched by mortal dust.
When Fu Bai looked at Gu Jixing, Gu Jixing also looked up at him.
The moment he saw the white substance clearly, Gu Jixing's pale pupils darkened.
The other person's slightly upturned eyes looked like they had applied rouge, which was then crushed by fingers, creating an ambiguous red hue.
His fox-like eyes were wet, brimming with tears, threatening to fall but unable to, fragile and broken.
Her lips were very red, slightly parted, and she was breathing softly.
He was only wearing a bathrobe, the belt of which was loosely tied.
Her collarbone and chest were exposed, their skin as white and smooth as fine porcelain.
Her legs were long and straight beneath the bathrobe, with the delicate skin on her inner thighs peeking out and sparking the imagination.
"You've been drugged?"
Gu Jixing's voice was slightly hoarse.
Fu Bai didn't answer; it was obvious to everyone.
He lowered his gaze to look into Gu Jixing's eyes, his expression frank and open:
"Gu Jixing, are you even capable?"
"If it doesn't work out, we'll get a divorce. Don't stop me from finding someone else."
When he said this, Fu Bai's tone was actually tinged with regret.
After all, Gu Jixing's face and figure perfectly matched Fu Bai's aesthetic.
Moreover, Gu Jixing's yang energy was so abundant that it was practically yang energy that had become a spirit.
Absorbing the yang energy from Gu Jixing would greatly benefit him.
But if Gu Jixing really can't do it, then he won't be able to absorb yang energy, so it would be better to just get a divorce.
Fu Bai's gaze moved away from Gu Jixing's face, then, like a hook, slowly moved downwards, finally landing on the legs encased in suit trousers.
He offered another option.
"If that's okay, I can do it myself."
"OK."
Gu Jixing's words had a double meaning.
He turned his wheelchair into the guest room, and as he passed by Fu Bai, he reached out and shook Fu Bai's hand.
With a strong pull, he caused Fu Bai to fall onto his lap.
His deep voice became hoarse with emotion.
"Then I'll have to trouble Mr. Su to do it himself."
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