Song Shuang looked so serious.
Gu Baisheng had to believe that he was not joking.
But wasn't it still a deal to buy something with her body and sincerity?
Gu Baisheng looked at Song Shuang's delicate but cold face, asking in confusion, "You're going to make a deal with me?"
"If you regard it as a deal," He rubbed her soft lips with his fingers, saying meaningfully, "It's a deal."
Gu Baisheng could feel his finger rubbing her lips gently. She looked at him, and the strangeness came to her again all of a sudden.
In their last marriage,
Song Shuang's love for her was implicit but deep.
He didn't ask for anything in exchange, and it was not a deal at all.
She had never thought that Song Shuang would regard the marriage relationship as a deal.
But at present, he was making a deal with
