In fact, ever since she was ravaged by Zhou Hao at the edge of the swimming pool, Li Shuihan was extremely sad.
But she wasn't the kind of weak girl to be, and was instead strong enough to endure the injuries Zhou Hao brought upon her, and then use her busy work to divert her attention before slowly healing the wound at the bottom of her heart.
However, just as Li Shuihan was about to forget about this matter and treat it as a nightmare, Zhou Hao came over once again.
At this moment, Zhou Hao felt extremely guilty towards this cold and proud woman. However, things had already gotten to this point, so giving up halfway would make Zhou Hao feel even more unhappy.
He moved closer to Li Shuihan, looked deeply into her eyes that were filled with resentment, then gently kissed his face and gently licked the tears that were on it. He then kissed her forehead, eyes, nose, and finally lips.
He lightly pecked Li Shuihan's lips that were bright red like the petals of a rose, and then lightly sucked.
Li Shuihan curled up on the bed, covered his face and continued to sob. Zhou Hao, on the other hand, laid behind her and gently held her shoulders without saying anything to comfort her, because he knew that saying anything now would be of no use.
After an unknown period of time, Li Shuihan finally stopped crying, but her shoulders were still trembling slightly.
Just as Zhou Hao wanted to say something to console him, he heard Li Shuihan's slightly hoarse voice say: "Your beast lust has been vented, you can go now, right?"
"Fourth Boss, I …" Zhou Hao whose lust had already been greatly relieved had already returned to its normal state. He also knew that he had once again brought Li Shuihan a great deal of harm.
"Scram, I don't want to see you!" Li Shuihan's voice was very calm, but the crying voice made Zhou Hao's heart slightly tremble.
After letting out a long sigh, Zhou Hao could only get up and put on his clothes. He said to Li Shuihan who was still curled up on his clothes like an injured little beast: "Then, I'll be going."
"Wherever you come from, just leave. Don't let anyone see you."
Zhou Hao laughed bitterly, but he thought that it was true. If he went out through the main door and let others see him coming out from Li Shuihan's room, it would be terrible.
So, just like how he had come here before, Zhou Hao had to jump off the balcony to climb up the walls of the building and leave.
At the balcony, he turned to look at Li Shuihan who was in the room, only to see her face was buried in a pillow, she was motionless, no one knew what she was thinking.
Sighing, he disappeared into the night.
After Zhou Hao left for a long time, Li Shuihan finally crawled out of bed and walked into the bathroom with a limp.
Cold water spluttered out of the lotus petals and washed over Li Shuihan's body. She was sitting in the bathtub with her knees in her arms, looking forward with a dull expression. There was no focus in her eyes, only blankness.
Water kept sliding down her face, though it was hard to tell if it was the water from the shower or her tears.