Indiscriminate

As he slid down the edge of the table, his body seemed to start to feel cold.

"Fu Qinruo." He turned his head and saw Fu Qinruo, who was still breathing, sweat dripped down his hair and hit his eyelashes.He blinked, and smiled wryly.

Fu Qinruo wiped away his smile, his voice was rough and deep, and asked with concern: "Are you happy?"

Shi Shilei froze for a moment, then the smile on the corners of his eyes became much brighter.He nodded: "Happy."