Unbound by any rules

Gu Ping was lying on his back, face up. He stretched out an arm, pulling at someone beneath him whose drunken eyes were deep and dark as night. From when had it been When had that fiery young man of old become a sight to behold no longer,He clung to her, nibbling at her delicate neck with wanton hunger: "Xiaxia, tell me," he whispered.,As if he had received a satisfactory answer, Gu Ping's head fell onto his shoulder and he drifted off to sleep.。