Gu yanyuan casually closed the door and went to the door of the next room in his slippers. He raised his hand and pressed the doorbell. The faint yellow light in the corridor reflected in his long and narrow eyes, and the trace of heartlessness in his eyes disappeared.
He seemed to have thought of something.
His thin lips curled up into a faint smile.
He was very curious about the expression on her face when she knew that she had already changed her identity.
It must be very interesting.
Gu yanyuan bent his long legs and leaned against the door of Fu Shang's room. He crossed his arms with one hand and pressed the doorbell several times with the other. The doorbell rang urgently.
No one came to open the door.
Gu yanyuan furrowed his thick eyebrows. He looked over with his dark eyes, staring straight at the locked door.
In the room, Fu Shang was taking a comfortable bath with a hair cap on his head and a face mask on his face. He was almost falling asleep.