This time, Jiang Chen knew that Li Shuru had gotten up, as she kissed him on the forehead before heading to work.
Such a rare heroic spirit.
The hardest kindness to bear is that of a beauty.
Of course, to smooth over his girlfriend's worries, Boss Jiang put in all his effort and paid a considerable price.
Luckily, he's still young.
If it were a man in his thirties or forties, after a checkup that day, he might not have been able to handle it.
The Golden Throat wasn't needed, but in terms of experience, Li Shuru certainly couldn't be compared to Shi Qianxi. After all, they've lived together for so long that, except for that legal certificate, they're no different from a married couple.
Exhausted, Jiang Chen continued to rest after Li Shuru left, only to be woken by a knock at the door around noon.
"Bro, still sleeping? You should take care of yourself."
The one knocking was Martial Saint, the kid stood at the door with a meaningful look in his eyes.
How does that saying go?
