Wen Si, I presume you've seen the photos. I won't beat around the bush. Gu Ping Sheng and I have slept together, and he said he'll give me a name.,He clung to her, nibbling at her delicate neck with wanton hunger: "Xiaxia, tell me," he whispered.,He seemed not to hear, holding her tightly as if to embed her bones. "Wen Zhixia, you're mine."。