Gu Beicheng turned around to meet the shy gaze, slightly lifting the corners of his mouth.
"Nian Nian, are you thinking we don't need to wait until tonight, and can start now?" he raised an eyebrow, smiling.
"Wh-what about tonight?" Xia Yinian glanced at him.
"The 'other things'," "observing tonight," is that what this is referring to?
Suddenly, Xia Yinian thought of such things, not knowing why she turned so wicked.
However, in front of the Seventh Young Master, no matter how wicked she might be, she couldn't compare to him.
Facing Gu Beicheng's gaze, Xia Yinian withdrew her eyes guiltily.
"How is your injury?" Her gaze fell on the man's heart, unable to move away.
"It's just a scratch, won't affect our happy life." Gu Beicheng's long arm rested on her back, pulling her in tightly.
An unguarded Xia Yinian stumbled into his embrace.
To avoid hurting him, she turned sideways, leaning against the right side of his chest.
"What are you doing? You know..."
