When it was over, Lu Zihao's consciousness returned to the club's silent and dim private room. He glanced down at his mess. The smell of his own musk wafted around him. After the pleasure was only emptiness. There was no Long Jinjing beside him.
He expelled a long drawn-out breath. "What the fuck am I doing?"
Of course, nobody answered him. He couldn't even sense Lu Zihao's remnant within him which was normal. At least the guy had the decency to respect his "privacy" whenever he engaged in sexual acts.
He no longer felt interested in staying in the club and drinking like a pathetic lonely man in an empty room by himself. After cleaning himself up and tidying his messy clothes, he left the club and began driving aimlessly once again.
1000 FREAKING CHAPTERS!!!
I'm not crying. You are!
Thank you so very much for staying with me all throughout these one thousand chapters! Your continued support means a lot to me.
How many more chapters left? Erm, a lot? Hold on. Let me hyperventilate first.
(gasping sounds)
I hope that you continue to join me in this journey until HGWS ends. I'll do my best to write it to the finish line. Thank you!!!
@arriacross